| Fair play to you
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| Killarney’s lakes are so blue
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| And the architecture I’m taking in with my mind
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| So fine…
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| Tell me of Poe
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| Oscar Wilde and Thoreau
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| Let your midnight and your daytime turn into love of life
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| It’s a very fine line
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| But you’ve got the mind child
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| To carry on
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| When it’s just about to be
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| Carried on…
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| And there’s only one meadow’s way to go
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| And you say «Geronimo»
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| There’s only one meadow’s way to go
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| And you say «Geronimo»
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| A paperback book
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| As we walk down the street
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| Fill my mind with tales of mystery, mystery…
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| And imagination
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| Forever fair
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| And I’m touching your hair
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| I wish we could be dreamers
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| In this dream, ohhh
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| Let it dream
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| And there’s only one meadow’s way to go
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| And you say «Geronimo»
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| And there’s only one meadow’s way to go
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| And you say «Geronimo»
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| Fair play to you
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| Killarney’s lakes are so blue
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| High-ho silver, tit for tat
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| And I love you for that
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| High-ho silver, tit for tat
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| And I love you for that, love you for that, love you for that
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| High-ho silver, tit for tat, tit for tat
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| And I love you for that
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| High-ho silver, tit for tat, hah!
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| Yeah, yeah
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| And I love you for that
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| And theres only one meadow’s way to go
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| And I, and I say «Geronimo»
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| And there’s only one meadow’s way to go
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| And we say «Geronimo»
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| Geronimo
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| And there’s only one meadow’s way to go
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| And we say Geronimo
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| And there’s only one meadow’s way to go
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| And we say Geronimo
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| Fair play to you |