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Tell 'em drive the boat
I'm just a poor boy, nobody loves me.
Easy come, easy go, will you let me go?
"Calabasas" testo
Look, she fell in love with the woos
Bist du da, wenn ich down bin? (Bist du da?)
Guida tu, fra', a me non va
Is this the real life?
Open your eyes,
Lacking something,
Queasy stomach,
For you to come to my rescue
Too late, my time has come,
Mama, ooh (Any way the wind blows),
I see a little silhouetto of a man,
Soon as I get my masters back, they want chatter (Haha)
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