| He was born in Vegas among the stars
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| And on his cheek, beauty mark
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| Barely noticed it from the start
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| A constellation to stir my heart
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| Every night, I’m wearing my black in case you’re comin' 'round
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| Fifty-seven days and it still feels like I’m not comin' down
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| The night we painted over your fake Mona Lisa
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| Lipstick on the corners, said her smile was teasin' ya
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| Oh, you took my clothes off, said, «It's gettin' hotter»
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| Don’t know how to swim, but let’s breathe underwater
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| I was born a dreamer, and I’m still that way
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| Live for tomorrow or yesterday
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| Every night, I’m wearing my black in case you’re comin' 'round
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| Fifty-seven days and it still feels like I’m not comin' down
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| The night we painted over your fake Mona Lisa
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| Lipstick on the corners, said her smile was teasin' ya
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| Oh, you took my clothes off, said, «It's gettin' hotter»
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| Don’t know how to swim, but let’s breathe underwater |