| I can feel your blackness, and your manhood, and your love
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| I can touch your whiteness, and your oranges, and your power
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| Spain (Spain)
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| Yes, Mister Spain (Spain)
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| They going to put a star beside your name
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| Yes, they are, Mister Spain
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| I can speak your own language — if you listen, you will hear
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| I understand your crying, I understand your fear
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| And I know that you’re lonely (Lonely), yes, I do (Yes, I do…)
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| And I know what you’re missing (Missing) — baby, you do, too
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| Mister Spain
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| No, don’t do that, Mister Spain
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| Don’t you put another needle in your vein, oh
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| Mister Spain, please
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| I can feel it raining on your secrets and your dreams
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| And I understand your reasons, and I know what you mean
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| Yes I do, yes I do, yes I do
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| Spain (Spain)
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| Please, Mister Spain (Spain)
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| Don’t you let nobody’s daughter feel your shame
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| (I love you, Mister Spain)
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| Your shame, your shame, Mister Spain
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| (I love you, Mister Spain, ooh, ooh)
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| Spain, Spain, Spain
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| I can feel your blackness, and your manhood, and your love
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| I can touch your whiteness, and your oranges, and your power
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| So let me hear your laughter, right away
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| You can turn around now, it’s okay
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| Mister Spain
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| Ooh, Mister Spain
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| They’re going to put a star beside your name
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| Laugh, laugh, Mister Spain
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| Laugh, Mister Spain
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| Whoa-oh, laugh, Mister Spain
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| Laugh, Mister Spain
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| Laugh, laugh, laugh, laugh, laugh, laugh, oh, Mister Spain
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| Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, oh-oh oh-oh-oh-whoa |