In the bosom of Europa
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Little Liza was caressed
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By the music of the angels
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Playing underneath her dress
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She saw the Great Caruso
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And that's when she fell in love
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She'd think of him as Elvis
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If she knew who Elvis was
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Spinning round and round
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You can hear her moan
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She's all by herself
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But she's not alone
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Wonderful things happen to me
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Whenever I sing that White Man's Melody
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Wonderful wave - wash over me
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Whenever I sing that White Man's Melody
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By the shores of the Gitchee Goomee
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She was floating on her bed
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She was deaming of Al Jolson
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And what she thought he said
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He was looking in the mirror
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He was putting on the paint
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Said the hardest thing about this job
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Is being what you ain't
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Just an old white man
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In a strange new world
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Can you come out tonight
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Little buffalo girl
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Wonderful things happen to me
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Whenever I sing that White Man's Melody
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Wonderful wave - wash over me
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Whenever I sing that White Man's Melody
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From the loins of the Liberace
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Sprang a million little tunes
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And they whirled around Eliza
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Like so many little moons
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Every jewel held a secret
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Every flourish held a clue
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As he held her in a rapture
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Singing I'll be seeing you
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Wonderful things happen to me
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Whenever I sing that White Man's Melody
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Wonderful wave - wash over me
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Whenever I sing that White Man's Melody
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White Man's Melody
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| Cyndi Lauper |
