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