31 lyrics for "All is for the best"

The best thing about being a woman Is the prerogative to have a little fun and Oh, oh, oh, go totally crazy, forget I'm a lady Men's shirts, short skirts Oh, oh, oh, get in the action, feel the attraction Color my hair, do what I dare Oh, oh, oh, I want
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Forget the past. We've saved the best for last. But this time, we win. Our ship has just come in. Tonight entwined. This love is genuine. Now that we are older, Our hearts have all grown up. Just a little wiser,
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Happiness straight from the bottle When real life’s too hard to swallow I reach out when I have a confession I reach out in desperation I reach out when no one is listening So I could looking for the next best thing I feel them judging on me for their
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Well of course you did Mmh that you only meant well? Mmh whatcha say Mmh that it's all for the best? Of course it is But when I become a star we'll be living so large I'll do anything for you Wha- wha- wha- wha- what did she say Tell me, tell me whatcha
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Mm whatcha say? Mm that you only meant well? Well of course you did (Whatcha say? Whatcha say?) Mm that it's all for the best? Of course it is 'Cause when the roof caved in and the truth came out I just didn't know what to do But when I become a star
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Misery's best friend can't be a dead-end A bag full of regrets, and I'm coming clean Some feel it, especially the rejects A bad habit; don't forget it: you better Count your last blessings and fill up the wagon Chases its feet And now I'm running out of
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You used to get it in your fishnets Discarded all the naughty nights for niceness Everything's in order in a black hole Remember when you used to be a rascal? Oh, the boy's a slag, the best you ever had The best you ever had is just a memory and those
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Drink one for me, for all the old times We tore up that town, raised hell alright Tell the boys, thanks for having my back Some of the best memories I've ever had So go on and get crazy And drink one for me And times like this You don't know how bad, I
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The hours tick away - they tick away In the fullness of time In this one of many possible worlds, all for the best, or some bizarre test? It is what it is - and whatever Time is still the infinite jest The arrow files when you dream, the hours tick away
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