In 1945 my dear
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The Paris summer rain
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Camus' thoughts were shining jewels
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Floating down the Seine
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St. Germain, St. Germain
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The sun left diamonds in red wine
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The beams sneaked through the trees
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Life sometimes can be so kind
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And then it's just disease
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St. Germain, St. Germain
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Like them I just can't believe
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All the answers have gone
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Try more decipher until
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The cafe lights no longer on
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No longer on
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Argue out and find a clue
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That throws out new light
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Figure out what you must do
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Then go home and write
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C'est la meme chose pour moi cherie
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Le flore aux deux magots
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A Penser et ecrire aussi
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Sous un ete chaud
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St. Germain
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St. Germain
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Marty Willson-Piper |