margarita it was in pittsburgh late one night i lost my hat got into a fight i rolled and tumbled till i saw the light went to the big apple took a bite still the sun went down your way down from the blue into the gray where i stood i saw you walk away you danced away i asked her what we're gonna do tonight she said cahuenga langa-langa-shoe box soup we better keep tryin' till we get it right tala mala sheela jaipur dhoop she wrote a long letter on a short piece of paper
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