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where's the harm in voicing your doubtyou'll find me in the lavatoryand where's the harm in talking out loudwhen I'm on my ownwhat's so wrong with reading my starswhen I'll be in the lavatoryand what is so wrong with counting the cardswhen I'm all aloneyou're not the only one that I knowbut I'm too proud to talk to you anywayyou're not the only one that I knowbut I'm far too proud to talk to you any day
[so I] say
I'm in love with the [world/world around]and what is so wrong with voicing your doubtwhen I'm on my ownit's perfectly fine to sleep in a chairfrom Monday 'til Saturdayand what is so wrong with talking out loudwhen I'm all aloneyou're not the only one that I knowbut I'm too proud to talk to you anywayyou're, you're not the only one that I knowbut I'm far too proud to talk to you any dayso they rode out west to the seasideand they gladly decided to staybut after two hours wandering outsideooh the sea air drove them away, yeahyou're not the only one that I knowbut I'm too proud to talk to you anywayyou're, you're not the only one that I knowbut I'm far too proud to talk to you any dayyou're, you're not the only onebut I'm far too proud you're [so]
[you, you're/you're young] but I know, I know, I know, I know
I'm far too proud to talk to you any daybut if you do, don't you knowthat I don't mind, no, no, no
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