What would you do if I pricked your balloon? Would you burst into tears and run to your room? Or say it's just once in a very blue moon Would you be aware you were leaking air? Would you know some bitch of a witch somewhere Was sticking pins in you, pins in you, pins in you
Pride won't let you walk away Without blood on your fists Pride won't let you walk away Till you've ticked off your list Come on baby, and strut your stuff Puff out your chest, 'cause you're tough enough Till pride is satisfied, and we can all go home
When you're great like you, it's hard to be humble You never think twice, you never stumble The seeds of doubt, they never rumble Vanity, vanity, all is vanity Do you feel something for the rest of humanity? Who can't live up to you, up to you, up to you
Pride won't let you walk away Without blood on your fists Pride won't let you walk away Till you've ticked off your list You look so majestic standing there With the playful breezes blowing in your hair Till pride is satisfied, and we can all go home
Show 'em what's wrong, show 'em how to do it They fluffed it, they muffed it, they scuffed it, they blew it The spanner's in the works and you know who threw it A coupon short of a toaster there Will you use your wit or your famous stare To right this infamy, infamy, infamy
Pride won't let you walk away Without blood on your fists Pride won't let you walk away Till you've ticked off your list Come on baby, and strut your stuff Puff out your chest, 'cause you're tough enough Till pride is satisfied, and we can all go home
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