Hang on to the world, as it spins by,
Just don't let the spin, get you down.
Keep on walking tall; hold your head up,
Lift your dreams, right up to the sky.
Sing your greatedt song,
And, you'll keep growing, and growing on.
Take it from me; someday we will be free.
Things are moving fast,
Hold on tight and you will last.
Keep yourself respect, your womanly pride,
Get yourself in gear, keep your stride.
Never mind your fears,
Brighter days, will soon be here.
Take it from me; someday soon we will be free.
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