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I was on the terrace of Tio Pepe's bar
Having a vermouth, watching the people go by
When suddenly you appeared
With that lead, panther gait
Arrogant look, stripes which lieutenant
And between my teeth, only the olive
From the martini that I threw as soon as I saw you
And asking God for luck
I went to steal your heart
(And I am an artist)
like the top of a pine tree
I always drink wine from a barrel
I like women
More than a fool a candy
More than a Clinton intern
I like brunettes, fat ones, mermaids
With freckles and without them
And even the ones with beards seem to me to be hot
And you always have to risk
in matters of love
because time is running out
And my pace is slower than a snail's
He was clueless
I whistled to heaven
When I asked him, excuse me, what time is it?
And she, as if angry, told me "it's three o'clock"
Then I asked him what a woman did
As pretty as you in a place like this
And she, fuming, wanted to make it clear
That she never forgot a face
But because I am so tough
With me I would make an exception
(And I am an artist)
like the top of a pine tree
I always drink wine from a barrel
I like women
More than a fool a candy
More than a Clinton intern
I like brunettes, fat ones, mermaids
With freckles and without them
And even the ones with beards seem to me to be hot
you always have to risk
in matters of love
because time is running out
And my pace is slower
than that of a snail
you always have to risk
in matters of love
because time is running out
And my pace is slower
Than that of a snail (wing)
That she never forgot a face
But because I am so tough
With me I would make an exception
(And I am an artist)
like the top of a pine tree
I always drink wine from a barrel
I like women
More than a fool a candy
More than a Clinton intern
I like brunettes, fat ones, mermaids
With freckles and without them
And even the ones with beards seem to me to be hot
you always have to risk
in matters of love
because time is running out
And my pace is slower
than that of a snail
you always have to risk
in matters of love
because time is running out
And my pace is slower
than that of a snail
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