Oh, I can hear the choir
Come Sunday in my ears
Perfectly in harmony
And I forget I'm standing here
Shirley calls for me to join in
Next to Fabra's sweet tenor
But I don't see a place for me
And I'm too quiet to be heard
But I'm only in time
A sojourn
With no reasons why—
Just my melody
So I'll sing good too
So I'll sing good too
So I'll sing good too
So I'll sing good too...
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