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Met a girl from south buenos aires |
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With a smile like the warm |
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Spanish sun |
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And we danced in the arms of san pedro |
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Went as far as our horses could run |
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In her dark chocolate eyes |
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I was captured |
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In the full moon my soul couldn't hide |
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As we drank her homemade sangria |
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Sevillanas played on through the night |
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She's still loving, me in my fantasy |
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And if we're meant to be |
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I just might make it back |
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Y estrano a mi dulce senorita (And I still miss my sweet senorita) |
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But I fear that her heart let me go |
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And that somebody new has embraced her |
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If I stay here |
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I never will know |
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She's still lovin, me in my fantasy |
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And if we're meant to be |
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I just might make it back |
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She's still lovin, me in my crazy dream |
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And if we're meant to be |
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I just might make it back |
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She's still lovin, me in my fantasy |
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And if we're meant to be |
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I just might make it back |
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She's still lovin, me in my crazy dream |
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And if we're meant to be |
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I just might make it back |
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You know I will now, yeah you know |
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I will Oh if you want me to |
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I'll be With you |
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Make this dream come true |
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Woah... yeah... oh yeah |
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Cause if we're meant to be |
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That's where |
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I'm gonna be |
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All I wanna do yeah, yeah |
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Come right back to you |
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Back to you |
