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Well, she's walkin' through the clouds With a circus mind that's runnin' wild Butterflies and zebras and moonbeams And a fairy tale That's all she thinks about Ridin' with the wind Look, when I'm sad, she comes to me With a thousand smiles, she gets to be free It's alright, it's alright, she says It's alright, take anything you want from me Anything, anything Anything, anything Anything, anything Anything, anything Anything, anything