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Chenoweth Kristin Let Yourself Go

Let yourself go Come, hit the timber Loosen up and start to limber Can't you hear that hot marimba? Let yourself go Let yourself go, relax And let yourself go, relax You got yourself

Just moved in to 14G So cozy, calm, and peaceful Heaven for a mouse like me With quiet by the lease-full Pets are banned parties too And no solicitations

I was a shy, demure type Inhibited, insecure type of maid I stayed within my little shell Till a certain cutie told me I was swell Now I'm smug and snooty

I won't to tell of my love to the red, red rose Or the running brook where the sweet magnolia grows I won't tell of my love to every little star Or the

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