| We glided along the railing somewhere in the subway
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| Together we listened to vinyls, drank wine
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| In the windows of the city they smoked people out of spite together
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| We wrote our telegrams a quarter
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| You ran after trains and you were late
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| Someone here, someone there
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| Just like you knew everything...
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| What in life is like in a movie, like in a movie, like in a movie
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| Everything is decided for me, but I don't care
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| Black and white script, we wrote with you
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| After a drop of campari
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| What's what in life like in a movie, like in a movie, like in a movie
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| Everything is decided for me, but I don't care
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| You and I played a centimeter from paradise, the usual scenario
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| Once upon a time, they drank something in dark glasses
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| On mopeds in yellow sneakers they drove up to a hundred
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| Phones, tons of tweets, just love, and you
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| We read lips and answered in the eyes
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| Hundreds of stupid photos and voices
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| Somewhere you, somewhere I
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| That's just what you wanted to say...
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| What in life is like in a movie, like in a movie, like in a movie
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| Everything is decided for me, but I don't care
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| Black and white script, we wrote with you
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| After a drop of campari
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| What's what in life like in a movie, like in a movie, like in a movie
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| Everything is decided for me, but I don't care
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| You and I played a centimeter from paradise, the usual scenario |