| We were in heaven making love on a Saturday night
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| We were laughing, it was hot, everything was alright
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| I am remembering a moment, clear as a bell
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| We were laughing, we were lovers, we were smiling still
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| Far away on this Spanish highway
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| I steal away and remember those days
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| And tender is the vision of woman and man
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| You were lying on the rock, I was buried in the sand
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| And our home, it was a pretty little place in the sun
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| I’m still remembering how wonderful of a jewel it was
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| Far away on this Spanish highway
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| I steal away and remember the day
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| There are moments in the dream where you stare at the sun
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| Look at them all begun
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| I’ve been high, I’ve been low, I’ve been everything between
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| I’ve been trying to have a little fun
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| I’ve been delivering letters full of rock 'n' roll freedom
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| In this carnival on the run
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| Well it’s a gypsy summer and the caravan
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| While she is pulling away late at night
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| And this life, I guess it leads in a peculiar way
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| And it’s singing the song tonight
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| Every single night
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| All the time
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| We were in heaven making love on a Saturday night
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| We were laughing, it was hot, everything was alright
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| I am remembering a moment clear as a bell
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| We were laughing, we were lovers, we were smiling still
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| We were in heaven making love
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| We were in heaven making love
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| In heaven making love
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| We were in heaven making love |