| She walked in like a lady, with a glass of pink champagne
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| I wouldn’t look if you paid me, 'cause to me she’s still the same
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| Well you oughtta see her, wearin’her heart on her sleeves
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| You’d never believe her, she’s got a well-planned look in her eyes
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| She’s so European, she’s one of a kind, one of a kind
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| She’s so European, she’s one of a kind, all in her mind
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| And she’s so European, I found out today
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| She still speaks with an accent from a week in San Tropez
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| She makes love on her brass bed 'cause her parents are still away
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| Well you oughtta see her, countin’the stars in her eyes
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| You’d never believe her, she’s got a well-planned coverless smile
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| She’s so European, she’s one of a kind, all in her mind
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| She’s so European, she’s one of a kind, all in her mind
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| And she’s so European, she told me today
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| I wanna hold her tight all through the night, I must be dreamin'
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| I wanna take my time, she’s so refined, is that her screamin'
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| I’ve seen the looks in your eyes, you’ve seen through her disguise, yeah
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| She’s so European, she’s so European, one of a kind, all in her mind… |