Karaoké Don't Rain On My Parade

Don't tell me not to live just sit and putter
Life's candy and the sun's a ball of butter
Don't bring around a cloud to rain on my parade
Don't tell me not to fly
I've simply got to
If someone takes a spill it's me and not you
Who told you you're allowed to rain on my parade?
I'll march my band out
I'll beat my drum and if I'm fanned out
Your turn at bat sir at least I didn't fake it
Hat sir?
I guess I didn't make it
But whether I'm the rose of sheer perfection
A freckle on the nose of life's complexion
The cinder or the shiny apple of its eye
I gotta fly once
I gotta try once
Only can die once
Right sir?
Ooh, life is juicy juicy and you'll see
I gotta have my bite sir
Get ready for me love 'cos I'm a comer
I simply gotta march my heart's a drummer
Don't bring around a cloud to rain on my parade
I'm gonna live and live now
Get what I want I know how
One rule for the whole shebang
One blow that bell will go clang
Eye on the target and wham
One shot one gunshot and bam
Hey, Mister Arnstein here I am
I'll march my band out
I'll beat my drum and if I'm fanned out
Your turn at bat sir at least I didn't fake it
Hat sir?
I guess I didn't make it
Get ready for me love 'cos I'm a comer
I simply gotta march my heart's a drummer
Nobody, no nobody is gonna rain on my parade

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