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Pamela Hute Turtle Tales From Overseas

I want, I want to be Quite happy a little free Come on, I want to be You?re greatest, yes I?d better be I?m wrong but I want to be Not so lonely and

I can fly and see you over here Let the things around and come and fear I don?t know who I am and what I am I can?t feel the pain on my hands I broke

You really look crazy You think like you?re lonely in your world You?ve got to be ready You?ve got to be cool an clap your hands You?ve got to be healthy

Life is real fast It could disappear at once All the pavement is dry So go outside now it?s time Please leave the house for once You told yourself ?girl

I won?t show How bloody lonely You will make me dear You don?t understand but it?s pretty clear You made me lady but you stopped it all How long it takes