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Don’t Rain on My Parade Friday, April 23, 2010

Posted by Ágata in Música.
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Don’t tell me not to live,
Just sit and putter,

Life’s candy and the sun’s
A ball of butter.

Don’t tell me not to fly–
I’ve simply got to.
If someone takes a spill,
It’s me and not you.

Who told you you’re allowed
To rain on my parade!

I gotta fly once,
I gotta try once,
Only can die once, right, sir?
Ooh, life is juicy,
Juicy, and you see
I gotta have my bite, sir!

Get ready for me, love,
cause I’m a commer,
I simply gotta march,
My heart’s a drummer.

Don’t bring around a cloud
To rain on my parade!

I’m gonna live and live now,
Get what I want–I know how,

One roll for the whole show bang,
One throw, that bell will go clang,
Eye on the target and wham
One shot, one gun shot, and BAM!

Culpa do Glee.

Mas a música é boa, viu?

E bem mais animadora ;)

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