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The great Charly Garcia
Promises on the bidet:
Please,
Donīt make promises on the Bidet
Please,
donīt open no more my cards.
Please,
Y promise y will write to you
if it stop running
Please
Follow the shadow of my baby
Please,
Donīt drink no more, donīt cry
y promise y will write to you
if it stops raining.
Why do you trat me so well,
you treat me so wrong.
You know i haveīnt learn how to live.
Sometimes iīm so well,
iīm so down.
Feints on the soul.
Each one have his own trip on the mind.
Itīs hard for as to get an agreement.
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