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It looks like I'm saying |
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I love you Maria |
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In the photograph here |
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We're looking so happy |
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I call you I'm loco |
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And I confess my love |
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To the machine |
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How funny if there is |
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A new love in the scene |
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I see you beside me |
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I love you, remember |
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It looks like December |
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A long golden lost year |
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It's like a Bolero |
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Te quiero, te quiero |
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To say that I long for |
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Your kisses never more |
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Tus besos nunca mas |
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...forget you Maria |
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In this photograph here |
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I love you forever |
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I call you and breathless |
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I leave all my confusion in the machine |
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Oh how disconcerting would be |
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To see my love again |
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I see you through wet eyes |
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Insane eyes, December |
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But when I remember |
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The long golden lost years |
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I still sing te quiero |
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Bolero our rhymes are so banal |
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Oh how I still long for |
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Tus besos never more |
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Tus besos nunca mas |
