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ElyseeOur last summer (ABBA) The summer air was soft and warm The feeling right The Paris night did its best to please us And strolling down the Elysee We had a drink in each café And you You talked of politics philosophy and I smiled like Mona Lisa We had our chance It was a fine and true romance (Refrain) I can still ... |
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