| I love Bordeaux, I love Toulouse
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| That’s the cities, not the wine or the bad attitude
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| Hello, Big Sur, I loved you as well
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| In the deep blue ocean in which I fell
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| In love with the world as my home
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| From London to Athens and Rome
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| I’ll be different but by the shade of my hair
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| See you soon I’ll see you there
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| I dreamed about lions and their faraway views
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| With the rhythm to the sun in the fierce afternoons
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| Cannonball kills in the games of his dreams
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| And my tooth is forgiving the taste of defeat
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| For the beauty of the world as my home
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| Leads me to you, the fortunes of Rome
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| I’ll be different, but by the shade of my hair
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| See you soon, I’ll see you there |