| An ordinary day, lika any other day
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| It’s not my birthday, I’ll take it anyway
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| A quite common scene, the daily routine
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| Seams to strike again
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| But then, showing up to turn the tide
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| She comes in sight, to prove me a lair
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| She’s ringing my bell, tunrning everything else black an white
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| There she goes, far away, so close
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| There she goes, like uhuhlala
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| There she goes like a miracle on the road
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| And god knows, where she goes
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| She’s like a stereo best case scenario
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| If I’d shoot a film she’d get a cameo
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| My heart skips a beat and while it does
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| She’s rushing by, like a natural high
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| No, no, no there’s no need for speeding
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| Slow, slow, slow, please my heart, keep beating
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| The whole street’s yelling hale to the queen of the day
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| There she goes, far away, so close
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| There she goes, like uhuhlala
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| There she goes like a miracle on the road
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| And god knows, where she goes
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| There she goes, far away, so close
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| There she goes, like uhuhlala
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| There she goes like a miracle on the road
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| And god knows, where she goes
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| God only knows, where she goes |