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I never knew I was a lover, |
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Just cause I steal the things you hide, |
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Just cause I focus while we're dancing, |
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Just cause I offered you a ride. |
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Still I am not from Barcelona, |
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I am not even from Madrid. |
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I am a native of the North Pole |
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And that can mess up any kid. |
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Well if you could reinvent my name, |
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well if you could redirect my day, |
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I wanna be the King of Spain. |
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And I will settle in Pamplona |
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And I'll provoke the bulls with words |
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And then I'll send a man to meet them all |
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But he's fake, so I have heard. |
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And all the senoritas sighing, |
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Will be the fountain of my lies. |
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But while we're floating in siestas |
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You search for bottles and for knives. |
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Well if you could reinvent my name, |
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Well if you could redirect my day, |
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I wanna be the King of Spain. |
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And I wear my boots of Spanish leather |
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Oh while I'm tightening my crown. |
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I'll disappear in some flamenco |
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Perhaps I'll reach the other side. |
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Why are you stabbing my illusion? |
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Just cause I stole some eagle's wings |
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Because you named me as your lover |
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Well, I thought I could be anything. |
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Well if you could reinvent my name, |
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well if you could redirect my day, |
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I wanna be the King of Spain. |
