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Caught a bus up at the equator |
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To watch some French kids says "croissant" |
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Look out at the specific girls |
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And how they toy with the little server girls |
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The forgotten names |
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The games we play |
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The love we make |
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So get some local colour, buy some local art |
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And bring your backstory like you've always played the part |
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You're running over lines like you're speaking from the heart |
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So get some local colour, buy some local art |
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And bring your backstory like you've always played the part |
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You're running over lines like you're speaking from the heart |
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Now I'm getting by on one meal a day |
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I said it's just enough to soothe my aches |
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Can't sell my soul for an ounce of shame |
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Sit and think about the future |
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Is like saying prayers that you're away |
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The debts we pay |
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That war under we wander |
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That Hepburn gaze |
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So get some local colour, buy some local art |
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And bring your backstory like you've always played the part |
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You're running over lines like you're speaking from the heart |
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So get some local colour, buy some local art |
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And bring your backstory like you've always played you're part |
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You're running over lines like you're speaking from the heart, the heart |
