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Singer
Master
How can I be
The best singer in the world?
Master
How can I be
Explain to me
Talk to me

I've got the voice
I've got the looks
I've got the style

I've got the will
I've got the knowledge
I've got the shine

I've got the drive
I've got it high
I've got it low

So why my frien
So why my God
What else could I need?

Master
How can I be?
The best singer in the world
Master
How can I be
Talk to me
Explain it to me

I've got confidence
and habilities
I've got many years on the
road

But suddenly
Someone comes out of the blue
And steals my post

I've got the drive
I've got it high
I've got it low

So why my friend
So why my God
What else could I need?

Master How can I be
The best singer in the world?
Master
How can I be?
Explain it to me
Talk to me


Master
You will never be
Anything at all
You're selfish
You're envy
You're mean

You need to humble down
You'll never understand

So that's why
My dear friend
I'm tallin' you
Listen to me

I am you Master
And you'll never be
The best singer in the world
As your Master
I'm tellin' you
You'll never be

I am you Master
And you'll never be
The best singer in the world
As your Master
I'm tellin' you
You'll never be
Nothin' at all

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