Just when I poured a desert into my glass
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I spilled a bit of the story we had then
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And Nati tells me to count to 3
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Not good impulsiveness
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And that's how I've been living for years
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Look, I'm sending
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Blowing away my troubles in a hot air balloon
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Take them away from here
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Then a guest entered
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Mr. Murphy sits in my chair
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Shows pictures of you from some party
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And you dance and laugh without counting the pain
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How do you remember a lot of songs?
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I know I was a bit heavy on the heart
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But in the end it strengthens the muscles
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I lay down every morning and pray hard and hard
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Good for you and good for me too
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So I took a taxi to the south of Tel Aviv and the meter is in the clouds
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But nothing hurts anymore
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Someone on the street said everything was fine
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Even in cardboard you can sleep diagonally
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Then a guest entered
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Mr. Murphy sits in my chair
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Shows pictures of you from some party
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And you dance and laugh without counting the pain
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How do you remember a lot of songs?
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I know I was a bit heavy on the heart
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But in the end it strengthens the muscles
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And I lay down every morning and pray hard and hard
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Good for you and good for me too
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Suddenly you drove by
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I said hello and a kiss to you
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You also returned it to me and disappeared after a minute
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And you dance and laugh without counting the pain
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How do you remember a lot of songs?
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I know I was a bit heavy on the heart
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But in the end it strengthens the muscles
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And I lay down every morning and pray hard and hard
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Good for you and good for me too
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Good for you and if not then good too |