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DescriptionThe finest clothes that you can find \nDressed in my coats, I'm feeling fine \nI wanna shine \nI'll shine so hard, I'll stand up high \nThese foolish ways, I know my place \nMy time is now, my time is now \nAlthough we're tongue-tied and breathless \nWe won't let our worries dictate who we are \nThrow out the old towels, \nWe won't let our worries dictate who we are \nLa la la, la la la la la la \nDon't forget who you are \nDon't build me up, make up your mind \nThen keep the faith, I'll keep the faith \nI like your style, you make me smile \nAlthough we're tongue-tied and breathless \nWe won't let our worries dictate who we are \nSo let's throw out the old towels, \nWe won't let our worries dictate who we are \nLa la la, la la la la la la \nDon't forget who you are \nDarling close your eyes \nAnd wish for more \nAway in our dreams 'til we're ready for more \nWhen we're tongue-tied and breathless \nWe won't let our worries dictate who we are \nSo let's throw out the old towels, \nWe won't let our worries dictate who we are
DescriptionThe finest clothes that you can find \nDressed in my coats, I'm feeling fine \nI wanna shine \nI'll shine so hard, I'll stand up high \nThese foolish ways, I know my place \nMy time is now, my time is now \nAlthough we're tongue-tied and breathless \nWe won't let our worries dictate who we are \nThrow out the old towels, \nWe won't let our worries dictate who we are \nLa la la, la la la la la la \nDon't forget who you are \nDon't build me up, make up your mind \nThen keep the faith, I'll keep the faith \nI like your style, you make me smile \nAlthough we're tongue-tied and breathless \nWe won't let our worries dictate who we are \nSo let's throw out the old towels, \nWe won't let our worries dictate who we are \nLa la la, la la la la la la \nDon't forget who you are \nDarling close your eyes \nAnd wish for more \nAway in our dreams 'til we're ready for more \nWhen we're tongue-tied and breathless \nWe won't let our worries dictate who we are \nSo let's throw out the old towels, \nWe won't let our worries dictate who we are
