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I'm shedding my velvet, can't you see
This is the real me?
I'm not as bad as I was, but I'm not as good
As I can be, as I can be
Think horses, not zebras when you hear the sound
Of hooves on the ground
You are a heliotrope who loves the sun
As it goes 'round and 'round, 'round and 'round
The noblesse oblige you sense is mine
When I convey my lines
Better to illuminate than merely to shine
You say this all the time
And you're right
Better to illuminate than merely to shine
You say this all the time
And you're right
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