Shine

Mornin' girls!
 Mornin' Mrs. Wilkinson!
 Come along, get a move on!
 Oi, Rocky, Booger off
 Music, Maestro, please
 Arms! (Arms)
 She's a right old cow
 Ay, that's me mum!
 Full plie! (Full plie)
 Your mum?
 Yeah
 And up! (And up)
 You're crap at that
 No I'm not!
 And second! (Miss?) (Second!)
 Here, stick this over there, will ya?
 Tummies in! (Tummies in)
 I'm telling ya, Tracy, you're gonna end up like your mother!
 And balance! (Balance)
 Miss, the keys
 And two, and three, and four
 Knees! (Knees)
 Who the hell are you?
 Billy
 And second! (Second)
 Billy Elliot
 Oh please to meet ya
 I'm Margot, Margot Flettinfantine
 It was a rhetorical question
 Now piss off over there
 Keeley Gibson! How many time do I have to tell ya?
 But miss!
 I don't care if your mother has got cerebral palsy, Keeley, you have to bring your shoes your shoes. Now go home and get them
 Right, grades one, two, and three to the front!
 Outside, Sharon!
 Our lives are lonely and sad, but in here they sparkle!
 Try to keep your arm in line
 Come on at least pretend you're doing fine
 You can wow 'em every time
 All you have to do in shine
 Forget about content
 Focus on style
 Steal an inch on them
 And they'll give you a mile
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 And smile, smile, smile, smile
 It doesn't matter if you're large or small
 Trapezeoid, or short or tall
 Even if you can't dance stall
 All you really have to do is shine
 It doesn't matter if your life's a mess
 The whole process will coalesce
 Girls, just try to effervesce
 All you really have to do is shine.
 Give 'em the old razzle dazzle
 Turn on the old pizzazz
 There won't be time to shilly shally
 Give it backbone, give it welly
 Bowl 'em over, knock 'em out
 Show 'em what life is all about
 Give them the old razzle dazzle
 And shine
 It doesn't matter if you're unemployed
 Only partially humanoid
 An octopoid whose mind's a void
 All you really have to do is shine
 It doesn't matter if you're special needs
 Maimed or lame, or born in Leeds
 They love to see a heart that bleeds
 All you really have to do is shine.
 Give 'em the old razzle dazzle
 Turn on the old pizzazz
 There won't be time to shilly shally
 Give it backbone, give it welly
 Bowl them over, knock 'em out
 Show them what life's all about
 Give them the old razzle dazzle
 And shine!
 You might be feeling lousy
 You might be feeling blue
 A little apprehensive
 A minor touch of flu
 They couldn't give a monkey's cuss
 They couldn't give a fig
 Come on son get over it
 It's all part of the gig
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 Give 'em the old rinkle tinkle
 Give 'em the old kabam
 Knock 'em sideways blow their minds out
 There's no time for half time frolics
 Grab the buggers by the bollocks
 Show 'em what class is all about
 Give 'em that old razzle dazzle
 And shine
 Lights!
 Doesn't matter if you're short or squat
 Cerebrally challenged, completely shot
 You might have it or might not
 All you really have to do is
 All you really have to do is shine
 Give 'em that old razzle dazzle and shine
 Give 'em that old razzle dazzle and shine
 And shine
 And shine.