Don't tell me not to live
Just sit and putter
Life's candy
And the sun's ball of butter
Don't bring around a cloud
To rain on my parade
Don't tell me not to fly
I 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 frackle on the nose of
Life's complexion
The Cinderella or
The shine apple of it's eye
I gotta fly once, I gotta try once,
Only can die once, right, sir?
Ooh, life is juicy
Juicy and you see,
I gotta have my bite, sir.

Get ready for me love,
'Cause I'm a comer
I simply gotta march
My heart's drummer
Don't bring around the cloud
To rain on my parade
I'm. gonna live and live NOW!
Get what I want, I know HOW!
One roll for the whole shebang!
One throw that bell will go clang,
Eye on the target and wham,
One shot, one gun shot and bam!
Hey, hey, hey
Hey world here I am...

I'll march my band out,
I will beat my drum,
And if I'm fanned out,
Your turn at bat, sir,
At least I didn't make it
Get ready for me love,
'Cause I'm. a cormer
I simply gotta march,
My heart's a drummer
Nobody, no, nobody,
Is gonna rain on my parade!

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