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Seashore
03:39
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You came running cross the seashore
Hair was drifting with the tide
Eyes so gentle on the seashore
Nothing left but go and hide
On the seashore, on the seashore
Touched my fingers in the water
Kissed my lips with salt most true
No one near us for a life time
May I whisper I love you
On the seashore, on the seashore
Figure standing on the mountain
All alone like man on earth
I could see the smile so clearly
Drifting seagull from my birth
On the seashore, on the seashore
Now I run across the seashore
All alone yes it must be
Wind’s so fine across my forehead
Lost my love across the sea
On the seashore, on the seashore
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Josefina
03:16
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Le temps le temps le temps le temps le temps s’enfuit
Et moi je chante chante chante soleil de nuit
Ah Josefina, Josefina
Seins de bronze cheveux en or Josefina
Tes dents sont des perles qui viennent de la plus profonde
Des mers
Va va va vers elle
Jamais tu ne l’attrapera
Jambes de gazelle, tu es belle belle belle
Josefina
Des gens sont venus pour me prendre Josefina
Et j’ai repondu que personne ne prend Josefina
Josefina vit partout
Josefina ces’t moi et vous
Et moi je chante soleil de nuit
Josefina
Va va va vers elle
Jamais tu ne l’attrapera
Jambes de gazelle, tu es belle belle belle
Josefina
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St. Tropez Whore
03:34
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Mid a crowd of people, elegantly dressed
Stands our little lady, aspiring to the very best
Cos she’s the St. Tropez whore
And if your heart is sore
You can always turn to her to calm the pain
Oh she’s the St. Tropez whore
And she always wants more
So please don’t leave her standing in the rain
Don’t think you will recognize her as she walks the street
She’s no worse than all the rest
Silver sandles on her feet
Cos she’s the St. Tropez whore
And if your heart is sore
You can always turn to her to calm the pain
Oh she’s the St. Tropez whore
And she always wants more
So please don’t leave her standing in the rain
Though her eyes are rather weary her waist is not so slim
Her hair hangs down in golden tresses
Lips as fresh as early spring
Oh she’s the St. Tropez whore
And if your heart is sore
You can always turn to her to calm the pain
Oh she’s the St. Tropez whore
And she always wants more
So please dont leave her standing in the rain
In the rain
In fact the only difference
Between her and the rest
Is that she’s more ambitious and she wants more than the best
Cos she’s the St. Tropez whore
And if your heart is sore
You can always turn to her to calm the pain
Oh she’s the St. Tropez whore
And she always wants more
So please don’t leave her standing in the rain
In the rain
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Three Old Men
03:11
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Old mens’ faces blinking drinking softly into the falling light
Still beat time on wooden floors
Criticize our country’s laws
I’ll see you after the war or was it the game
I’ve seen your face before
At Lords a long long time ago
You got the highest score
Seated round the wooden table
Talk to you as long as I am able
Bessie James and motor cars
Cliff erosion calomine lotion
I’ll see you after the war or was it the game
I’ve seen your face before
At Lords a long long time ago
You got the highest score
Three old faces we maybe
Dirty seen twice thirty
She was tall and she was strong
I was small and I was wrong
I’ll see you after the war or was it the game
I’ve seen your face before
At Lords a long long time ago
You got the highest score
I’ll see you after the war or was it the game
I’ve seen your face before
At Lords a long long time ago
You got the highest score
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