| Fourteen hour trip into Spain
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| Landed in Madrid in the rain
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| Loaded in the back of the van
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| Get up every morning and do it again
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| Smoking cigarettes popping MDA
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| Sergio and Dani passing M-O-T-A
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| Jose with a grin on his face
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| Everybody look at the fools on parade
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| Hanging on to Juan and David
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| They’ll get you anything you need
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| There ain’t nothing they don’t know
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| And we’re drinking Jack and Coke with Picayune
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| Just seeing all the world in a daze
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| We only woke up when we hit the stage
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| Sara hung around for a few more days
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| Juancho ditched his band for the fools on parade
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| And when I’m home I dream of places that I’ve been
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| I close my eyes and see the faces of my friends
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| I know we’ll meet again
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| Fourteen hour trip into Spain
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| Walking through Madrid in the rain
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| I can’t wait to do it again
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| Everybody look at the fools on parade |