PETER PAN: Conceited? Not me, It's just that I am what I am And I'm me! When I look at myself And I see in myself All the wonderful things that I see If I'm pleased with myself I have ev'ry good reason to be.
I've gotta crow! I'm just the cleverest fellow 'Twas ever my fortune to know; I taught a trick to my shadow To stick to the tip of my toe I've gotta crow!
I've gotta brag! I think it's sweet I have fingers and feet I can wiggle and wag. I can climb trees and play tag with the breeze In the meadows below I've gotta crow!
If I were a very ordinary Ev'ry day thing, I'd never be heard cock-a-doodling 'Round like a bird!
So Naturally When I discover the cleverness of a remarkable me, How can I hide it When deep down inside it just tickles me so That I've gotta let go and crow!
I'm really a rare thing, Such a fair thing, I can't keep still! I'm bursting with pride And I just couldn't keep it inside If I tried so...
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