| Long time ago since I bought her
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| Wasn’t nice, was already played
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| Thin string, like delicate girl
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| She touched me and told a tale
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| She lived among orange trees
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| Journeyed from far away
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| The whole world may come against me
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| I do not have another weapon
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| Market place, Spanish blood
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| Fiery light, all lives in her
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| If she is happy, she’ll shout
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| If she hurts, she’ll start to cry
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| She lived among orange trees
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| Journeyed from far away
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| The whole world may come against me
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| I do not have another weapon
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| There is no better mate, you can’t find
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| Wherever you live, wherever you are
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| Accompanies you, awaits you back
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| Won’t leave you like unfaithful girl |