STAR WAY - LXST CXNTURY

He says that He tries to solve all His problems as he's bringing me down I just wait all around Forgiveness is an empty thought I find myself moving on Moving on He looks to my eyes once more And gives me away like somebody's bride I'm never going to think of him That way again Never going to think of him That way again He looks through and disappears And I wonder if I'm still ashamed I thought about it through and through And it's just still the same I'm never going to think of him That way again Never going to think of him That way again That way again

Humming all the way to Reno You've dusted the non believers And challenged the laws of chance Now, sweet You're so sugar sweet You may as well have had 'kick me' Fastened on your sleeve You know what you are You're gonna be a star You know what you are You're gonna be a star Wing Is written on your feet Your Achilles heel is a tendency to dream But you've known that from the beginning You didn't have to go so far You didn't have to go You know what you are You're gobna be a star You know what you are You're gonna be a star You know who you are You know who you are You know who you are Humming all the way to Reno You've written your own directions And whistled the rules of change You know what you are You're gonna be a star You know what you are You're gonna be a star You know what you are You're gonna be a star You know what you are You're gonna be a star Humming all the way to Reno All the way to Reno All the way to Reno You're gonna be a star, you are You're gonna be a star You're gonna be a star, you are You're gonna be a star

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