| I walked along a rainy street
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| Glanced at patterns on a floor
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| Some weary eyes are staring at me An old man starts to call
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| He needs someone to talk to Got no one, no one but his wife
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| He raised his head, a smile on his face
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| And asked me for the time
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| He walked along the road of life
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| Among the strong, among the weak
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| Shades from the past are stirring his mind
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| But doubts are not the real
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| He’s not to blame for vietnam,
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| He’s not to blame for watergate
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| He raised his head, a smile on his face
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| And asked me: «What's the deal»
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| He told me he was a sailor
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| In former times, in former times
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| And how he tamed all the young girls
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| And other well-known lies
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| He is the king of an island
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| The king of an island, what a score
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| The king of an island
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| The king of an island, what a score
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| He’ll never abdicate
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| He told me he was a sailor
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| In former times, in former times
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| And how he tamed all the young girls
|
| And other well-known lies
|
| He is the king of an island
|
| The king of an island, what a score
|
| The king of an island
|
| The king of an island, what a score
|
| He is the king of an island
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| The king of an island, what a score
|
| The king of an island
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| The king of an island, what a score
|
| He is the king of an island
|
| The king of an island, what a score
|
| The king of an island
|
| The king of an island, what a score
|
| He is the king of an island
|
| The king of an island, what a score
|
| The king of an island
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| The king of an island, what a score
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| He’ll never abdicate |