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Correct Miracle: Part 1 Lyrics
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Correct Miracle: Part 1
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My mummy says I'm a miracle My daddy says I'm his special little guy I am a princess And I am a prince Mum says I'm an angel sent down from the sky My daddy says I'm his special little soldier No one is as handsome, strong as me It's true he indulges my tendency to bulge But I'm his little soldier Hup, two, four, free My mummy says I'm a miracle One look at my face and it's plain to see Ever since the day doc chopped the umbilical cord It's been clear there's no peer for a miracle like me My daddy says I'm his special little soldier No one is as bold or tough as me Has my daddy told ya One day when I'm older I can be a soldier And shoot you in the face One can hardly move for beauty and brilliance these days It seems that there are millions of these one-in-a-millions these days Specialness is de rigueur Above average is average, go figueur Is it some modern miracle of calculus That such frequent miracles don't render each one un-miraculous? My mummy says I'm a miracle One look at my face and it's plain to see Ever since the day doc chopped the umbilical cord It's been clear there's no peer for a miracle like me My mummy says I'm a precious barrelina She has never seen a prettier barrelina She says if I'm keen, I have to cut down on the cream But I'm a barrelina so give me more cake Take another picture of our angel from this angle over here She is clearly more emotionally developed than her peers What a dear Honey, look at mummy Don't put honey on your brother Smile for mummy, smile for mother I think he blinked Well, take another Have you seen his school report? He got a C on his report What? We'll have to change his school, the teacher's clearly falling short He's just delightful So hilarious and insightful Might she be a little brighter than her class? Oh, yes, she's definitely advanced My mummy says I'm a miracle One look at my face and it's plain to see Ever since the day doc chopped the umbilical cord It's been clear there's no peer for a miracle like me My mummy says I'm a miracle That I'm as tiny and as shiny as a miracle You can be all cynical But it's a truth empirical There's never been a miracle, a miracle, a miracle as me Look, is this gonna take much longer, doctor? I've got a plane to catch at three I'm competing in the Bi-Annual International Amateur Salsa and Ballroom Dancing Championships in Paris You're getting on a plane, Mrs. Wormwood? Of course I am, I always compete, doctor And this time, I've got a secret weapon Rudolpho, he's part Italian, you know Very supple has incredible upper-body strength I think we should have a talk So, what is it? What's wrong with me? Mrs. Wormwood, do you really have no idea? Gas? Mrs. Wormwood, I want you to think very carefully What do you think might be the cause of this? Am I, am I Look, am I fat? Mrs. Wormwood, you're pregnant What? You're going to have a baby But I've got a baby I don't want another one Isn't there something you can do? You're nine months pregnant Antibiotics, or oh, my good Lord What about the Bi-Annual International Amateur Salsa and Ballroom Dancing Championships?
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