To the teller down at the bank
You're just another checking account
To the plumber that came today
You're just another house
At the airport ticket counter
Well that's alright, that's ok
If you don't feel important, honey
All I've got to say is
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To the world
You may be just another girl
But to me
Baby, you are the world
To the waiter at the restaurant
You think you're one of millions
but you're one in a million to me
When you wonder if you matter, baby look into my eyes
And tell me, can't you see you're everything to me
That's alright, that's ok