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eu ganhei a raça
quando eu estive escutar, discreetly dumb
eu faço minha saia, mas ninguém sabe
escute o mar soando
eu resido na montanha da tabela
encontra-se aqui uma senhora a mais bonita
não seja falso
quando eu era quebrou em Londres
você é bonito e desvanecido
abaixo de minha janela em uma rua da cidade

 



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