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A poor man wants the oyster
A rich man wants the pearl
But the man who can sing when he hasn't got a thing
He's the king of the whole wide world
Come on let's sing, sing brother sing
'Cos the man who can sing when he hasn't got a thing
He's the king of the whole wide world
The rich man wants the princess
The poor man just wants a girl
But the man who can sing when he hasn't got a thing
He's the king of the whole wide world
Come on let's sing, sing brother sing
'Cos the man who can sing when he hasn't got a thing
He's the king of the whole wide world
A poor man wants to be a rich man
A rich man wants to be a king
But the man who can sing when he hasn't got a thing
He's the king of the whole wide world
Come on let's sing, sing brother sing
'Cos the man who can sing when he hasn't got a thing
He's the king of the whole wide world
Come on let's sing, sing brother sing
'Cos the man who can sing when he hasn't got a thing
He's the king of the whole wide world
Of the whole wide world
Of the whole wide world
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This is living, full of fun and free
This is living, that's the life for me
It's good to laugh and sing, don't worry about a thing
Wear a happy smile, cut loose and run a mile
If you relax and just enjoy it all, life has got to be a ball
This is living, full of fun and free
This is living, that's the life for me
It wouldn't mean a thing
If I could be a king
I really wouldn't care
To be a millionaire
I'd rather find someone to love a lot
Live and give it all I've got
This is living, full of fun and free
This is living, that's the life for me
Don't wanna settle down
I gotta move around
I gotta lot of time
I'm gonna wait and find
The kinda girl who's heart is restless too
The kind who feels the way I do
This is living, full of fun and free
This is living, that's the life for me
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I'm riding the rainbow, hitting the highway to happiness
Oh yes, I'm looking to find someone whose meant to be mine
I'm living to love
and loving to live
I've got a heart
I'm longing to give
I'm riding the rainbow, I'll follow that star to where you are
I'm riding the rainbow, heading for heaven and happiness
I guess somebody somewhere, someday will teach me to care
But being alone,
don't bother me
I'm free to have fun
It's fun to be free
I'm riding the rainbow, I'll follow that star
I'm riding the rainbow to where you are
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Home is where the heart is
And my heart is anywhere you are
Anywhere you are is home
I don't need a mansion on a hill
That overlooks the sea
Anywhere you're with me is home
Maybe I'm a rolling stone
Who won't amount to much
But everything that I hold dear
Is close enough to touch
For home is where the heart is
And my heart is anywhere you are
Anywhere you are is home
Maybe I'm a rolling stone
Who won't amount to much
But everything that I hold dear
Is close enough to touch
For home is where the heart is
And my heart is anywhere you are
Anywhere you are is home
Home, home, home, home, home
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Never found a four leaf clover to bring good luck to me
No rabbit's foot no lucky star no magic wishing tree
But I got lucky, yes I got lucky
When I found you, oh yeah!
Got no rainbow around my shoulder, no horseshoe on my door
But I got you to hold me tight and who could ask for more
Oh I got lucky, yes I got lucky
When I found you,
I always walk around with all my fingers crossed
I'm afraid the love I found just might get lost
So won't you tell me that you love me, hurry up and name the day
And then I'll know that my good luck is really here to stay
Oh I got lucky, yes I got lucky
When I found you
I always walk around with all my fingers crossed
I'm afraid the love I found just might get lost
So won't you tell me that you love me, hurry up and name the day
And then I'll know that my good luck is really here to stay
Oh I got lucky, yes I got lucky
When I found you
Oh I got lucky, yes I got lucky
When I found you
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Did you ever notice when the sun goes down
Out of nowhere comes a strange and pretty sound
It's a whistling tune for walking in the night
If you listen you can hear it in the breeze
Specially when the breeze is drifting through the trees
It's a whistling tune for walking in the night
And the murmuring waters sing the song
The echoing mountains hum along
The whispering valleys fill the air
With a whistling tune our hearts can share
It's so wonderful to walk beneath the moon
Listening to old mother nature's favorite tune
It's a whistling tune for walking in the night
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