Pitter for patter, tit for tat,
no sense walking 'round like that.
Lift your eyes from your tennis shoes,
give me your hand and I'll pull you from your blues.
Stop worrying about what other people say,
kill them with kindness and they'll go away.
Remember when life gets you down,
when everyone disappears... I'm still around.
I heard it through the
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