So Happy I Could Die
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Ye-ha
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Aha-aha
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Aha-aha
I love that lavender blonde
The way she moves
The way she walks
I touch myself can't get enough
And in the silence of the night
Through all the tears
And all the lies
I touch myself and it's alright
Just give in
Don't give up baby
Open up your heart and your mind to me
Just know when
That glass is empty
That the world is gonna bend
Happy in the club with a bottle of red wine
Stars in our eyes 'cuz we're having a good time
Eh-eh
Eh-eh
So happy I could die
Be your best friend
Yeah I'll love you forever
Up in the clouds
We'll be higher than ever
Eh-eh
Eh-eh
So happy I could die
And it's alright
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Eh-eh
Ye-ha
Ye-ha
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Aha-aha
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Ye-ha
Ye-ha
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Aha-aha
I am as vain as I allow
I do my hair
I gloss my eyes
I touch myself all through the night
And when something fall out of place
I take my time
I put it back
I touch myself
Till I'm on track
Just give in
Don't give up baby
Open up your heart and your mind to me
Just know when
That glass is empty
That the world is gonna bend
Happy in the club with a bottle of red wine
Stars in our eyes 'cuz we're having a good time
So happy I could die
Be your best friend
Yeah I'll love you forever
Up in the clouds
We'll be higher than ever
So happy I could die
And it's alright
Happy in the club with a bottle of red wine
Stars in our eyes 'cuz we're having a good time
So happy I could die
Be your best friend
Yeah I'll love you forever
Up in the clouds
We'll be higher than ever
So happy I could die
And it's alright
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