Some folks are born made to wave the flag
Ooh, they're red, white and blue
And when the band plays "Hail to the Chief"
Ooh, they point the cannon at you, Lord
It ain't no sin to be glad you're alive
To walk on a cloudy day
It ain't no sin to be glad you're alive
Ooh, it may sound crazy, but it ain't no lie
Baby, baby
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Some get born, just to sit 'n' rot
Then there's them got more than they needs
Others playin' by the rules on top in heels
Ooh, I wish there was an answer
An' so I turned myself to look for one (Blinded)
An' somehow I just ended up with you-oo (Blinded by the light)
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