| Well, the clouds rolled by in the big blue sky
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| And the sun beats down on Cesa Dega
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| And the moon pulls the tide
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| And the tide brings night
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| But night is more than just night in Casa Dega
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| Oh baby, I think I’m starting to believe the things that I heard
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| 'Cause tonight in Casa Dega, I hang on every word
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| She said, to me and she holds my hand
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| And reads the lives of a stranger
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| Yeah, and she knows my name
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| Yeah, she knows my plans
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| In the past, in present and for the future
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| Oh honey, I think I’m starting to believe the things that I heard
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| 'Cause tonight in Casa Dega, I hang on every word
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| She said, baby fools pay the price of whisper,
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| In the night in Casa Dega
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| Time rolls by and night is only night, can I save ya?
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| Yeah, alright tonight, tonight, tonight
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| Honey, just tonight alright
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| Yeah, tonight, tonight, tonight |