A New Woman
the celebrations
The cake, filled with so much frosting and icing.
The smell of chocolate, you can't wait until it's time to eat it.
The balloons, your name on the wall, the party poppers, the games, the presents, presents and money, money, money.
Gathering with friends, now you're one years older.
Your parents are so happy, your family is near.
Never you fear.
Have such a happy day.
You're a jolly good fellow, which nobody can deny.
It will only come once so have a happy, happy birthday.
Dance all night and party. party, party.
Or sneak off into your room when everyone's lost in the rhythm of the music and call some boys.
Or boys may want to chat up his next door neighbors best friend.
The smell of chocolate, you can't wait until it's time to eat it.
The balloons, your name on the wall, the party poppers, the games, the presents, presents and money, money, money.
Gathering with friends, now you're one years older.
Your parents are so happy, your family is near.
Never you fear.
Have such a happy day.
You're a jolly good fellow, which nobody can deny.
It will only come once so have a happy, happy birthday.
Dance all night and party. party, party.
Or sneak off into your room when everyone's lost in the rhythm of the music and call some boys.
Or boys may want to chat up his next door neighbors best friend.
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the celebrations
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