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I can't eat anything Without shoving my hands down my throat And I refuse to meet the world without smearing on makeup With my hair blinding my eyes Blinding
On our last trip to the coast We watched the boats sail the sea "How effortlessly they float" You turned and said to me And sedately I sat there In my
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I can't eat; anything Without shoving my hands down my throat And I refuse to leave the world without smearing on makeup With my hair blinding my eyes
Well I have grown a few inches Since you came under sea But the list I'm making Of stuff I stole from you Is getting obscene 'Cause I don't even know
Translation: From First To Last. Waltz Moore.
Translation: Pony. The First Waltz.
: I can't eat; anything Without shoving my hands down my throat And I refuse to leave the world without smearing on makeup With my hair blinding my eyes
Quest?emozione e mia Queste luci della citta Vorrei danzare via Il vestito leggero che hai La nostra prima volta L?occasione migliore che c?e Siamo giovani
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Ci sono cose che dobbiamo sapere ci sono cose che dobbiamo imparare come impariamo a sentire la pioggia nelle citta straniere. Ci vuole un'anima
