Every little thing you do is magic lately Every single thing that you do is coolEvery little thing you do is tragically hip Even when you tend to play the foolWhen you open up your tired eyes and take a look at what's insideThe mirror on your wall tells you the truthExactly where you want to beThere is no room for streams of tearsThe sun is shining down, the clouds have clearedCould you be the one for me?Every single thing you do is magic babyEvery little thing that you do is coolEvery little thing you do is fashionably hipEven when you're mixing greens with bluesWhen you open up your pink stained eyesFrom the night before when you were highThe smile upon your face tells you the truthYou're exactly where you want to beThere ain't no fear of miseryThe sun is shining down, the clouds have clearedCould you be the one for me?Could you be the one for me?*