A Sunday off in gay Paris
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I was bound for the sacred street
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Gods have dropped upon Montmartre
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But not Rue de la Guitare
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Mais pas Rue de la Guitare
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Like melodies that never fade
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These girls who found their masquerades
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' is still a strange bizarre down on Rue de la Guitare
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On Rue de la Guitare
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Windows filled with long lost dreams
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Unfinished songs on rusty strings
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From Nazareth across the sea
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She'd somehow caught up with me
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Parfait a compris
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I read the wood and felt the skies
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I spoke with knights in smoky bars
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How many songs, how many beers
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Had cost her journey here
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A toast to those who love to hear
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A D18 play light foot clear
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Music still lives in shops and bars
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Along Rue de la Guitare
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Rue de la Guitare
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Now over here people sing
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Comment ca va monsieur Buffett?
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On veux voir une chanson a jouée
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Vie Rue de la Guitare
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Rue De La Guitare
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| Jimmy Buffett |
