[Pinkie's not too sure why she's doing this. Maybe she does miss performing a little? This is more in line with what she remembers, singing in the streets to serve no one but herself and her friends. Not that this guy is her friend, but he seems nice enough.]
We'll search for tomorrow on every shore And I'll try, oh Lord, I'll try...
[C'mon, random crazy hair dude, belt it with her!]
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We'll search for tomorrow on every shore
And I'll try, oh Lord, I'll try...
[C'mon, random crazy hair dude, belt it with her!]