| This place feels so unfamiliar
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| And yet I know it well
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| I think I used to belong here
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| But the only way I can tell
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| Is that I miss you still
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| And I cannot find you here
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| You left me tattered and torn
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| Just like that Spanish doll
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| (Sweet spanish sweet spanish… doll)
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| I went down to the alley way
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| (Sierra la Bonita)
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| And found that you were gone
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| Spanish doll: si nunca tes fueres (if you had never left)
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| You left no word no message
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| I still don’t know what went wrong
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| Spanish doll: la grima (tears)
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| But now no matter where I go
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| I always seem to return
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| Spanish doll: busca me (find me)
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| To where you left me tattered and torn
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| Spanish doll: you so rompido mi muneca (I am torn my sweet doll)
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| Just like that sweet spanish doll
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| (Sweet spanish sweet spanish… doll)
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| A memory guilded in red and gold
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| Spanish doll: del oro (of gold also pain)
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| Beauty guarded and never sold
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| Spanish doll: cuida me (protect me)
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| I keep it with me wherever I go And I love you still
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| No matter how a story will unfold
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| Spanish doll: requerda me (remember me)
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| You know I always will
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| Have part of you here
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| In this souvenir
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| This sweet spanish doll
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| A stranger in this world without you
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| Is all that I can ever be All I know that’s pure and clear
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| You left it with me here
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| In this souvenir
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| This sweet spanish doll
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| Father:
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| We hear of a lovely daughter, shot down in her mistaken[ flight, unaware yet
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| how her life will be affected by this experience.
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| Daughter:
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| Why is it a house of leaves? |