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Nobody knows where she came from
The tall-and -tanned-young-and-lovely girl With a voice as light as air Nobody knows but no one cares 'Cause everybody loves her When she sings makes you dream a fairy tale With a certain smile She can make you feel so nice Saying gently "Goodbye sadness" Still will break your heart Listen to her once You'll feel lucky she was there One note samba would never be the same Where is she now, the lovely girl? With the softest voice you ever heard Asking, "Fly me to the moon" I know I'll find her in the sun of Copacabana Meditating Her lonely heart is nothing new With a certain smile She can make you feel so nice Saying gently "Goodbye sadness" Still will break your heart Listen to her once You'll feel lucky she was there One note samba would never be the same Never be the same Listen to her once You'll feel lucky she was there One note samba would never be.... |
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