Joy!
High like a ballon!
A rush like a rollercoaster!
Joy!
Like a sunshining day!
Like a blue sky above me!
Joy!
People ask me why I can always feel
As high as a king,
As high as a king,
Why do I laugh at every thing?
Why do I smile all day?
Why not?
Joy!
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