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Jealousy, night and day you torture me |
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I sometimes wonder if this spell that I'm under |
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Can be only a melody, for I know no one but me |
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Has won your heart, but when the music starts |
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My peace departs from the moment |
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They play that lovely strain |
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And we surrender to all it's charm again |
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This jealousy that tortures me is ecstasy, mystery, pain |
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We dance to a tango of love |
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Your heart beats with mine as we sway |
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Your eyes give the answer I'm dreaming of |
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That soft word your cruel lips will never say |
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I fear that the music will end |
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And shatter the spell it may lend |
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To make me believe when your eyes just deceive |
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And it's only the tango that you love |