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I was fourteen |
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She Was Twelve |
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Father travelled - hers as well |
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Europa |
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Down the beaches |
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Hand in hand |
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Twelfth of never on the sand |
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Then war took her away |
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We swore a vow that day: |
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We'll be the Pirate Twins again, Europa |
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Oh my country, Europa |
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I'll stand beside you in the rain, Europa |
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Ta republique... |
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Nine years after, who'd I see |
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On the cover of a magazine? |
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Europa |
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Buy her singles and see all her films |
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Paste her pictures on my windowsill |
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But that's not quite the same - It isn't, is it? |
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Europa my old friend... |
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We'll be the Pirate Twins again |
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Europa |
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Oh my country. |
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Europa |
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I'll stand beside you in the rain |
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Europa |
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Ta republique... |
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Blew in from the hoverport |
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She was back in London |
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Pushed past the papermen |
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Calling her name |
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She smiled for the cameras |
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As a bodyguard grabbed me |
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Then here eyes were gone forever |
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As they drove her away... |
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We'll be the Pirate Twins again, Europa |
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Oh my country, Europa |
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I'll stand beside you in the rain Europa |
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Ta republique ... |
