Met a girl from south buenos aires
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With a smile like the warm Spanish sun
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And we danced in the arms of san pedro
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Went as far as our horses could run
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In her dark chocolate eyes I was captured
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In the full moon my soul couldn't hide
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As we drank her homemade sangria
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Sevillanas played on through the night
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She's still loving, me in my fantasy
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And if we're meant to be I just might make it back
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Y estrano a mi dulce senorita
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(And I still miss my sweet senorita)
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But I fear that her heart let me go
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And that somebody new has embraced her
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If I stay here I never will know
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She's still lovin, me in my fantasy
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And if we're meant to be I just might make it back
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She's still lovin, me in my crazy dream
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And if we're meant to be I just might make it back
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She's still lovin, me in my fantasy
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And if we're meant to be I just might make it back
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She's still lovin, me in my crazy dream
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And if we're meant to be I just might make it back
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You know I will now, yeah you know I will
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Oh if you want me to I'll be
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With you
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Make this dream come true
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Woah... yeah... oh yeah
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Cause if we're meant to be
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That's where I'm gonna be
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All I wanna do yeah, yeah
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Come right back to you
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Back to you
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Fantasia Espanola
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T.N.T. |