Gwen Verdon - I'm the Bravest Individual Lyrics

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I'm the Bravest Individual

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What Are The Lyrics For I'm the Bravest Individual By Gwen Verdon?
When I'm so jittery my knees buckle, ice water tickles my spine
I'm trapped like a butterfly in a net then I say to myself I'm the bravest individual, I have ever met I'm the bravest individual, I have ever met This game makes very good sense, I get results isn't that great Get back my confidence And then even pulse seventy-eight So, when I panic and feel each day I come to the end of the line then I say that fear hasn't licked me yet I keep telling myself I'm the bravest individual I have ever met Funny, but suddenly I can't swallow I think I'm going to die Sometimes, if you pardon the word, I sweat! Then you say to yourself I'm the bravest individual I have ever met I'm the bravest individual I have ever met Good, Your game makes very good sense I get results, isn't that fine? Got back my confidence and then Even pulse a hundred and nine So when you panic and think each day You fail at whatever you try I just say that fear hasn't licked me yet And keep telling yourself I'm the strongest, soundest stoica Daringest man, who's most heroical I'm the bravest individual I have ever met! |
Who Wrote I'm the Bravest Individual By Gwen Verdon?
Cy Coleman, Dorothy Fields
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What's The Duration Of The I'm the Bravest Individual By Gwen Verdon?The duration of I'm the Bravest Individual is 2:20 minutes and seconds. |
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