You think you're getting somewhere,
When you try to pull me down,
But I'll always shake it off you know,
When I smile it makes you frown,
I'll carry on each passing day,
Let karma get to work,
For what comes around,
Goes around,
You'll get your penneth worth.
Jayne Louise Davies
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