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The summer sun sets a vicious circus when shadows held the world in
place
But today I felt a chill in my apartment's coolest place
"Fuggi Regal Fantasima"
The village larks cannot be heard 'cause all the crows got panderers
I can't escape these velvet drapes, don't want my rings to fall off my
fingers
"Fuggi Regal Fantasima"
The mirror I find hard to face
'Cause I fear it's a long way down
Got to get away from here, I think I know which hemisphere
Crazy me don't think there's pain in Barcelona
They dance you 'round a waltz confound
But I fear it's a long way down
Even if that straw I pull and I got to fight that bull
Nothing really compares to Barcelona
Besides in Spain Don Juan's to blame
But I fear it's a long way down
And I fear I won't be around
Make sure I have all my papers laying out my summer clothes
Search for traps in vain like scratching so my suitcase I can close
"Fuggi Regal Fantasima"
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