| From Clair de lune, to that mother…'cker Miles
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| I love music, I love music, the things she says
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| I have to hang on, her every enigmatic phrase
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| She’s richer than money, and bigger than fame
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| And love is the reason I’m playing this game
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| She’s richer than money, and bigger than fame
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| And love is the reason I’m playing this game…
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| I love music, I love music, she holds the keys
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| To unlock heartaches, and silver stardust memories
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| When that sweet angel sings
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| I believe that
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| I have wings too
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| I believe that
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| I have wings too
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| I believe I have wings
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| I love music, she knows how
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| To bring the past into the here and now
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| The song that was playing, the night that you fell
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| For someone from heaven, who put you through hell
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| The song that was playing, will help you recall
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| The feeling of falling, the thrill of it all…
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| I hate music
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| When that sweet angel sings
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| I believe that
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| I have wings too
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| I believe that
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| I have wings too
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| I believe I have wings
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| I love music, and when I die
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| I’ll tell Saint Peter, if he’s the one asks me why
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| She’s richer than money, and bigger than fame
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| And love is the reason I played in the game
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| She’s richer than money, and bigger than fame
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| And love is the reason I played in the game…
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| The song that was playing, the night that you fell
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| For someone from heaven, who put you through hell
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| The song that was playing, will help you recall
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| The feeling of falling, the thrill of it all…
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| I love music, I love music, she’s my heroine
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| Who’s my hero? |
| The unnerving, unswerving Irving Berlin!
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| Richer than money, and bigger than fame
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| And love is the reason I’m playing this game
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| Richer than money, and bigger than fame
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| Love is the reason I’m playing this game…
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| I love music, Nile and 'Nard
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| Pierre Boulez, guru of the avant-garde |