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