is not enough What makes you think that you're not one of us? A look in the mirror is not enough What makes you think that you're not one of us? Ordinary, ordinary Ordinary, ordinary
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you don't know what's there if you don't try so you've given in along with all of your friends and you're still alone the means doesn't always justify the end ordinary, ordinary
She's not like an ordinary person, no, she's not She turns a lonely room into a happy place Transforms a grumpy look into a smiling face She's not like an ordinary
tomorrow, I push my life today I throw this in your face when I see ya, I got something to say I throw this shit in your face when I see ya 'cause I
's outrageous to line your pockets off the misery of the poor. Outrageous, the crimes some human beings must endure. It's a blessing to wash your face
can't get enough Given a chance I'm gonna be somebody If for one dance I'm gonna be somebody Open the door it's gonna make you love me Facing the floor
Another morning, such an ordinary day She's doin' time from nine to five, the hours waste away There's no escape, she's a part of the big machine But
near to you I see your face in every flower Your eyes in stars above It's just the thought of you The very thought of you, my love I see your face
Ordinary people don't get time to think not that it's their fault cos you have to hustle and bustle about your work just to make sure the food gets bought
Ordinary people don't get time to think not that it's their fault 'Cos you have to hustle and bustle about your work Just to make sure the food gets bought
I watch the leaves fall down I see everything changin' but somehow I feel caged in Just hanging around I'm waitin' on the wonderful something to set me free Out of the ordinary
What we share was no ordinary I felt the same until you had to go and just stab my heart like What we share was no ordinary I felt the same until you
He came down An ordinary man He sat down His fingers slowly rub his face An old and lonely man He spoke out To silence sitting in the room And this
the word is back (UH OH! UH OH! UH OH!) Yes, I know you heard of that Psychopath, ride a tricycle in a biker's club Mike Tyson face tatted addict, like
jam trillionaires nigga Gentlemen of an extraordinary league You never see me blowing on no ordinary weed What I'm smoking ain't a product of no ordinary
never truant His family was picture perfect His older sister was prom queen His dad a decorated vet from the Vietnam team His mother was Dear Abby, an ordinary
