And Milo began to play
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I remember back in school didn't care, was a fool
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Fell asleep in every class, waxing cool (sm?+& *$#%s)
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7 years pass by in spite of everything we made it
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Me and Milo go out cruising after show
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I never gave much thought to it
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Before this night before this trip
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But here I am so hungry and alone
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With the most gorgeous bird to nest in Mexico
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Esperanza...Usted es muy loco
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Simon...That's all she said to me
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Esperanza...Usted es muy loco
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Simon...What ever could she mean
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And then Milo played...
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So I fell into retreat
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Backed away to my seat
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The candle-like a crystal ball
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Brought me back to Oxford Hall
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With Mrs. Espanosa and her Spanish class on Mondays
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And the reason that I took that class at all
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You see my father in his wisdom said
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By all the ink, by all the lead
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When it comes to love there's one thing that I know
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There ain't nothing like the stuff in Mexico
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Chorus
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And then Milo began to play...
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And then Chico played...
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And then I began to dream...
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Esperanza...Simon baby don't you know
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I need you bad
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I want you so
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Won't you be my superflow
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For here and now and tomorrow
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I can be your one and only suntan s?orita
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If only you could speak the words I know
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So if I could go back in time
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I'd concentrate I'd stay in line
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And in that class I swear I'd get an A
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And I'd say I repazar la noche conmigo
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Chorus
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And Milo played...
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Chorus
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Usted Es Muy Loco
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| Prozzak |
