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Simon Paul

I met my old lover on the street last night She seemed so glad to see me, I just smiled And we talked about some old times And we drank ourselves some

Let us be lovers we'll marry our fortunes together I've got some real estate here in my bag So we bought a pack of cigarettes and Mrs. Wagner pies And

The last train is nearly due the underground is closing soon in the dark deserted station restless in anticipation a man waits in the shadows. His restless

April come she will When streams are ripe and swelled with rain May, she will stay Resting in my arms again June, she'll change her tune In restless

Someone told me It's all happening at the zoo I do believe it I do believe it's true Mmmmm, mmmmm, mmmmm Mmmmm, mmmmm, mmmmm Oh ho ho ho Mmmmm, mmmmm,

Over the mountain Down in the valley Lives a former talk show host Everybody knows his name He says, ?There's no doubt about it It was the myth of fingerprints

Time, time Time, see what's become of me While I looked around for my possibilities I was so hard to please Look around Leaves are brown And the sky

I was born in Puerto Rico We came here when I was a child Before I reached the age of sixteen I was runnin' with the gang and we were wild He keeps lookin

I am Esmeralda Agr n, Senora I know I've no right to speak My son is not the savage boy you see The cape, the sneer, the slicked-back hair It hides the