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did you think i was a city
big enough for a weekend getaway
i am the town surrounding it
the one you’ve never heard of
but always pass through
there are no neon lights here
no skyscrapers or statues
but there is thunder
for i make bridges tremble
i am not street meat i am homemade jam
thick enough to cut the sweetest
thing your lips will touch
i am not police sirens
i am the crackle of a fireplace
i’d burn you and you still
couldn’t take your eyes off me
cause i’d look so beautiful doing it
you’d blush
i am not a hotel room i am home
i am not the whiskey you want
i am the water you need
don’t come here with expectations
and try to make a vacation out of me
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What means to you, what means to me Who is right, who can tell Until the spirit new sensation takes hold, then we will know who is the fault
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So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye? So you think you can love me and leave me to die? Oh, baby, can't do this to me, baby, Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here.
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A St. Tropez La gente si chiede perch? Tu balli il twist Portando un vestito in lam? Vuoi sembrare ancor pi? Bella Ma la moda? Sempre quella se Tu balli il twist Ballano Cantano Senti che brivido Questa? La vita fantastica di St. Tropez
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Δεν είναι ο δικός μου τρόπος σκέψης που έχει προκαλέσει τις δυστυχίες μου, αλλά ο τρόπος σκέψης των άλλων.
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