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Tekst: |
Dear mr. Daniels, you`ve come a long way / remarkable features, smile`s the same / let`s go out, I think the music has begun / I`ll book a room just for one.
Now tell me everything, first, where have you been / last thing I heard, you were bummin` Berlin / but now you`r here, tremendously well / with the same old tales to tell.
In a couple of drinks, we`ll end up philosophical / but that wine-spangled dress, it`s mine.
Across from the building, we laugh at a sign / promoting the church, that served us the wine / tomorrow stands Mary, bloody and fair / and I wonder if I went anywhere.
A moaning piaon, songs are up for request / I think of the times, you`ve put me to rest / the waitress says no, as I order for two / I`m still in love with you.
In a couple of drinks, we`ll end up philosophical / but that wine-spangled dress, it`s mine.
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I`ll be your June, and you can be Cash / like loveable little things from the past. |
