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Angeliou oh Angeliou |
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Oh oh Angeliou Angeliou |
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Oh Angeliou oh Angeliou oh my Angeliou |
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In the month of May |
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In the month of May |
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In the city of Paris |
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In the month of May |
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In the month of May |
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In the city of Paris |
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And I heard the bells ringing, and I heard the bells ringing |
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In the month of May |
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In the city of Paris and I called out your name |
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In the month of May |
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In the city of Paris |
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In the month of May |
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In the city of Paris |
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Oh oh Angeliou oh Angeliou oh oh Angeliou oh my Angeliou |
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Walkin' on a city street who would think you could ever be touched |
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By a total stranger, not me |
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But when you came up to me that day and I listened to your story |
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It reminded me so much of myself |
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It wasn't what you said but the way it felt to me |
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About a search and a journey just like mine |
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Will you be my baby |
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Will you be my baby now |
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Will you be my baby |
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Will you be my baby now |
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Angeliou oh Angeliou |
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Angeliou oh Angeliou |
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Yes I will yes I will yes I will |
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After she told all these things to me I said I got a story too |
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It goes something like this |
