| I’ve been around the world
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| I’ve seen a million girls
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| And I’ve been touched by every one of them
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| I love Amsterdam, the girls are so sweet
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| They give themselves away for free
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| But in America, you got to pay for your treats
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| It’s not a bad system at all
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| Who wants to fall in love with a whore?
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| Not me, less you, least of all Winnie the Pooh
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| In Havana, the ladies will help ya
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| Improve your Spanish at the Tropicana
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| For just as long as the pesoes hold out
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| On the road, such a long time
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| The more I look, the more I find
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| And you know, one fine day
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| I’m gonna make one of them mine
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| I’m gonna make you mine
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| Isabella has got such a crowd
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| She gets so lonely without the men around
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| Just remember she’s got feelings like you
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| An invitation from a Friend in Milan
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| Said Italian girls love to fuck their men
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| I begged off -- I just don’t got that much jam
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| Love, sister, is just a kiss away
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| When it exists it just comes one day
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| Until then, sit on your hands and wait |