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As she walks near me my blood feels the chance |
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All spinning and swirling it yearns for the dance |
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To become part of me poor one to take part of her |
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Don't say that tomorrow will bring me her love |
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Don't let me wait for words undestined from above |
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Let me laugh through her fingers and smile through her hair |
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Let me love the one I see for I know that she's there |
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For tomorrow and today aren't here anymore |
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Lalalalala |
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Sing songs for pennies tip my hat couldn't get many |
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All around the city are the troubadours |
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Lalalalala |
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Sing songs for pennies tip my hat couldn't get many |
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All around the city see the troubadours |
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Singing songs sadly sing songs so lonely |
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All around the city see the troubadours |
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As she steps near me my blood feels the chance |
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All spinning and whirling it yearns for the dance |
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To take part of her fair one |
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To know part of her |
