<< Angola >>
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--- Ambrosia
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(Puerta-Pack)
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I was living in Angola,
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Reading in the paper
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'Bout the new depression
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Got the States upset
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Still, I just can't see
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How only one TV
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And two slightly used cars
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Causes such regrets
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In this country such as ours,
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If we had these things,
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We would either be European
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Or descend from kings
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Oh! Sometimes, you know,
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I hunger for more than food,
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For more than the shelter
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From the cold monsoons
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I'd like swimmin' pools
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And refrigerated air
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And an extra room to spare
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(No more ten to a room),
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And a thinking color set
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With a close-up zoom
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But in this country such as ours,
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If we had these things,
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We'd be a U.N. delegation
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Or a visiting queen
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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And you remember well
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The day when old Wall Street fell
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And do you fear it again?
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Still there is one major difference
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In just how we see some things
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What you call poor we call prosperity
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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Ooh! Sometimes, you know,
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I hunger for more than food,
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For more than the shelter
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From the cold monsoons
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I'd like swimmin' pools
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And refrigerated air
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And an extra room to spare
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(No more ten to a room),
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And a thinking color set
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With a close-up zoom
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But in this country such as ours,
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If we had these things,
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We'd be a U.N. delegation
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Or a visiting queen
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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Oh Living in Angola ...
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Angola
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| Ambrosia |
