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Well, they don't like my looks
They say my nose looks like a hook
And they don't like the colors of my eyes
But that's not the end of the world
No, that's not the end of the world
They don't like my songs
They say I sing them all wrong
They say the words are passè
But that's not the end of the world
No, that's not the end of the world
The end of your world might come someday
If you try to look and sing in someone else's way
Find the tune that makes you smile
And sing your love in just your own style
We're back on the tracks again
Rolling up and around the bend
And we're singing with all our might
So I guess it's not the end of the world
No, I guess it's not the end of the world
So I guess it's not the end
I guess it's not the end
I guess it's not the end of the world