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アーティスト:Bridgit Mendler  アルバム:Hello My Name Is... 

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I wanna play with your race cars I'm not a Barbie doll, throw me a base ball I wanna get on your team and get my hands a little dirty I heard from a little birdy that You don't think I can take it Or that I'm made for it Or that I got it in my bones So what makes you think that It's boys only No girls allowed But there's no way You can keep us out You can't bring us down If I feel it burning in my core then I'll take that Bright little spark And I'll hold it Tighter in my heart Then all your little darts If you say I'll never reach the moon I'll send you a postcard soon... And if he's into fashion Or if he likes ballet, Doesn't get the time of day 'Cause he's built for the field but feels like his love is somewhere else And no matter what he felt (they) They told him he couldn't take it 'Cause he's not made for it He doesn't have it in his bones So what makes you think that It's girls only No boys allowed But there's no way


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