Character
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Missing Lyric
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Glinda
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Whenever I see someone less fortunate than I
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And let's face it, who isn't less fortunate than I
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My tender heart tends to start to bleed
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And when someone needs a makeover
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I simply have to take over
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I know I know exactly what they need
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And even in your case
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Though it's the toughest case I've yet to face
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Don't worry, I'm determined to succeed
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Follow my lead
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And, yes indeed, you.. will.. be..
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Popular. You're gonna be pop-u-lar
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I'll teach you the proper poise when you talk to boys
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Little ways to flirt and flounce, ooh!
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I'll show you what shoes to wear
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How to fix your hair
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Everything that really counts to be
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Popular. I'll help you be pop-u-lar
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You'll hang with the right cohorts
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You'll be good at sports
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Know the slang you've got to know
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So let's start, 'cos you've got an awfully long way to go
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Don't be offended by my frank analysis
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Think of it as personality dialysis
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Now that I've chosen to become a power sis-ter and advisor
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There's nobody wiser
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Not when it comes to
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Popular. I know about popular
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And with an assist from me
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To be who you'll be
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Instead of dreary who you were, well, are
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There's nothing that can stop you
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From becoming populer.. -lar
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La-la, la-la. We're gonna make you pop-u-lar
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When I see depressing creatures with unprepossessing features
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I remind them on their own behalf to.. think.. of..
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Celebrated heads of state or 'specially great communicators
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Did they have brains or knowledge?
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Don't make me laugh! They were popular!
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Please, it's all about pop-u-lar
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It's not about aptitude
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It's the way you're viewed
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So it's very shrewd to be
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Very very pop-u-lar like.. me.
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Why, Miss Elphaba, look at you
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You're beautiful
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Elphaba
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I-I have to go
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Glinda
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You're welcome
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And though you protest your disinterest
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I know clandestiny
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You're gonna grin and bear it
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Your new-found popularity. Ha!
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La-la, la-la. You'll be popular
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Just not quite as popular as me
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:)