Broadway song lyrics that live in my head rent-free
By Miranda Monahan
525,600 minutes, 525,600 moments so dear.
How do you measure a year?
What about love?
No one saying you can't or you won't or know you're not anything because you're a girl.
Hopelessly devoted to you.
Hey lady, hey baby, why don't you grab us a drink?
They can get their own drinks.
The passengers in the back don't complain.
I had to climb over their faces just to get to my seat.
Welcome to the rock!
We have three movies: Legally Blonde. Dr. Doolittle 2 and Titanic.
Suddenly, I'm not so worried about my wallet anymore.
People are offering me tea and helping me steal their barbecue.
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