Every little thing you do is magic lately Every single thing that you do is cool
Every little thing you do is tragically hip Even when you tend to play the fool
When you open up your tired eyes and take a look at what's inside
The mirror on your wall tells you the truth
Exactly where you want to be
There is no room for streams of tears
The sun is shining down, the clouds have cleared
Could you be the one for me?
Every single thing you do is magic baby
Every little thing that you do is cool
Every little thing you do is fashionably hip
Even when you're mixing greens with blues
When you open up your pink stained eyes
From the night before when you were high
The smile upon your face tells you the truth
You're exactly where you want to be
There ain't no fear of misery
The sun is shining down, the clouds have cleared
Could you be the one for me?
Could you be the one for me?
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