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Some of us belong to the stars,
And that's where paradise is,
If you're gonna get to the top,
You must make sacrifices,
If I stay here my life can only be quite good,
But if I leave I might end up with a nighthood,
You have to hob nob with all those la-di-das,
To belong to the stars,

Some of us belong to the stars
We cannot be blamed for it,
But when you are born with a gift,
It's not right to ignore it,
It's not my fault if I enjoy reading Thack'ry,
Or if I like to sip a cold Vodka Dackry,
Me tastes have always differed from ma's and pa's,
I belong to the stars!

Some of us belong the the stars,
The stars can't wait to greet me,
(STARS CAN'T WAIT TO GREET HIM)
Can you see them winking up there?
They've all come out to greet me,
(THEY'RE ALL OUT TO GREET HIM),

Look at 'em shimmering and glistening and gleaming,
The stars are glittering and sparkling and beaming,
Now I can throw away my binoculars -
..I THINK I'LL WRITE THAT DOWN...

I BELONG TO THE STARS!
I BELONG TO THE STARS!
I BELONG...
(HE BELONGS...)
I BELONG TO THE STARS!
TO THE STARS!

John Barry
Don Black
sung by Michael Crawford & Company