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Star Of The Show
I've got pink, newly polished nails
And a purple bag to brighten up my colours
I've got a show that starts on Friday
Now I'll be playing every Saturday
It might seem like I know where I stand
I've got a boss, that tells me what to sing
I've got a crowd that wants me to give them everything
So now I'm your tiny dancer
But this stage is not the answer
Cause I need that kind of music
That makes me come alive
Ref.
In a few days I might be
The star of a show
In feathers and heels
Dancing through the night
But all I really want
Is a brand new guitar
And a stage
To sing my own songs
Now I'm ready to pack my bags and leave
I'm no longer innocent and sweet sixteen
And I know where I belong
It's not here, it's not your song
It's where I can find some peace with what I do
Ref.
In a few days I might be
The star of a show
In feathers and heels
Dancing through the night
But all I really want
Is a brand new guitar
And a stage
To sing my own songs
In a few days I won't be
Part of this show
No feather and heels
Dancing through the night
I'm gonna leave and buy myself
A brand new guitar
And find a stage
To sing my own songs
In a few days I might be
The star of a show
In feathers and heels
Dancing through the night
But all I really want
Is a brand new guitar
And a stage
To sing my own songs
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To sing my own songs
And a stage
Is a brand new guitar
But all I really want
Dancing through the night
In feathers and heels
The star of a show
In a few days I might be
To sing my own songs
And find a stage
A brand new guitar
I'm gonna leave and buy myself
Dancing through the night
No feather and heels
Part of this show
In a few days I won't be
To sing my own songs
And a stage
Is a brand new guitar
But all I really want
Dancing through the night
In feathers and heels
The star of a show
In a few days I might be
Ref.
It's where I can find some peace with what I do
It's not here, it's not your song
And I know where I belong
I'm no longer innocent and sweet sixteen
Now I'm ready to pack my bags and leave
To sing my own songs
And a stage
Is a brand new guitar
But all I really want
Dancing through the night
In feathers and heels
The star of a show
In a few days I might be
Ref.
That makes me come alive
Cause I need that kind of music
But this stage is not the answer
So now I'm your tiny dancer
I've got a crowd that wants me to give them everything
I've got a boss, that tells me what to sing
It might seem like I know where I stand
Now I'll be playing every Saturday
I've got a show that starts on Friday
And a purple bag to brighten up my colours
I've got pink, newly polished nails
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