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Far from the islands. From a memory. Taking on water A fantasy Sailing a restless sea The wind carries Into white water |
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Don't you know you're Never going to get to France. Could a new romance ever bind you? Never going to get to France. Mary, Queen of Chance, will they find you? |
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Like a shadow Stories unfold, you're Searching for sanctuary. Territory. Roaming in far off Over your shoulder Walking on foreign grounds |
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Could a new romance ever bind you? Never going to get to France. Never going to get to France. You know you're Mary, Queen of Chance, will they find you? |
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By the lamp's flicker. Isn't it strange how I see a picture Dreams fade and shimmer? |
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Mary, Queen of Chance, will they find you? Never going to get to France. Could a new romance ever bind you? Never going to get to France. |
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Isn't it strange how By the lamp's flicker. I see a picture Dreams fade and shimmer? |
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Never going to get to France. Mary, Queen of Chance, will they find you? Never going to get to France. Never going to get to France. Never going to... Never going to get to France. Never going to get to France. Could a new romance ever bind you? Never going to... |
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