| It looks like I’m saying
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| I love you Maria
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| In the photograph here
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| We’re looking so happy
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| I call you I’m loco
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| And I confess my love to the machine
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| How funny if there is a new love in the scene
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| I see you beside me I love you remember
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| It looks like December
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| A long golden lost year
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| It’s like a bolero
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| Te quiero
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| Te quiero
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| To say that I long for your kisses never more
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| Tus besos nunca mas forget you Maria
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| In this photograph here I love you forever
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| I call you and breathless
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| I leave all my confusion in the machine
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| Oh how disconcerting would be To see my love again
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| I see you through wet eyes
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| Insane eyes
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| December when I remember
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| The long golden lost years
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| I still sing te quiero
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| Bolero our rhymes are so banal
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| Oh how I still long for
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| Tus besos never more
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| Tus besos nunca mas |