A lovely and old fashioned bodega
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From the sea-sides, the mountains pouring down
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[Foreign content]
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Through the old fashioned, soul passion town
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When love fills the air and he asks me
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"When will you be mine?"
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I sighed, my valentine's
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Proposed to me in a bodega
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When romance has won and he asks me
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"What home shall we have?"
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I laugh, "My better half
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Just build inside a bodega, bodega"
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A lovely and old fashioned bodega
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Where the fruits and the flowers stay this bright
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School children come eager to buy their ortega
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For as goes the bodega, goes the light
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[Foreign content]
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When storm clouds appear, Randy tells me
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"The landlords are lose"
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I yell, "[Foreign content]
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Fight with me to save the bodegas"
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When justice has won [Foreign content]
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The demons have lost their demands
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I cry, "My darling love
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Make love to me in a bodega, bodega"
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A lovely and old fashioned bodega
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Pretty lights through the darkened pads of Rome
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Lead the crippled, the broken and even the beggars
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To their old fashioned, soul passion hope
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Take me home
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Take me home
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Ole
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Bodega
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A˘ŽBodega!
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| Nellie McKay |
