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Is this is real life?
Is this just fantasy?
in a landside
No from reality.
Open your
Look up to the skies and see.
I'm just a poor boy
I need no sympathy.
Because i'm easy easy go
Little high little low.
Anyway the wind blows
really matter to me
To me
Mamma
Just killed a man
Put a gun against his head
Pulled my now he's dead
Mamma
had just begun
But now i've and thrown it all away
Mamma! oooohhh
Didn't mean to make you cry
If i'm not again this time
Carry on carry on
As if nothing really
Too late
My has come
Sends shivers down my spine
Body's all the time
Good bye
I've got to go
leave you all behind and face the truth
Mamma! ooooohhh (anyway the wind blows)
I don't die
Sometimes i'd never been at all
I see a little silowetto of a man
Scawlonmushe scawlonmushe
you do the fandango?
Thunderbolt and lightning
Very very frighting me
Galelao galelao galelao galelao galelao figaro!
Magnifco o o o o
I'm just a poor boy
Nobody loves me
He's just a poor boy from a poor
Spare him his life from his
Easy come go you let me go?
Makes me no!
We will not let you go
Let him go!
Makes me
We will not let you go
Let him go!
Makes me laugh
We will not let you go
Let me go!
Will not let you go
Let me go!
not let you go
Let me go o o o
No no no no no no no!
O mamma mia mia
mia let me go!
Beelzebub has a put a side for me for me for me
So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye?
So you think you can love me and leave me to die?
Oh baby
Can't do this to me baby
Just gotta get out
Just get right out of here
Oooooo
Oh yea
Oh yea
Nothing really
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters
Nothing really
To me
Anyway the blows...
Is this just fantasy?
in a landside
No from reality.
Open your
Look up to the skies and see.
I'm just a poor boy
I need no sympathy.
Because i'm easy easy go
Little high little low.
Anyway the wind blows
really matter to me
To me
Mamma
Just killed a man
Put a gun against his head
Pulled my now he's dead
Mamma
had just begun
But now i've and thrown it all away
Mamma! oooohhh
Didn't mean to make you cry
If i'm not again this time
Carry on carry on
As if nothing really
Too late
My has come
Sends shivers down my spine
Body's all the time
Good bye
I've got to go
leave you all behind and face the truth
Mamma! ooooohhh (anyway the wind blows)
I don't die
Sometimes i'd never been at all
I see a little silowetto of a man
Scawlonmushe scawlonmushe
you do the fandango?
Thunderbolt and lightning
Very very frighting me
Galelao galelao galelao galelao galelao figaro!
Magnifco o o o o
I'm just a poor boy
Nobody loves me
He's just a poor boy from a poor
Spare him his life from his
Easy come go you let me go?
Makes me no!
We will not let you go
Let him go!
Makes me
We will not let you go
Let him go!
Makes me laugh
We will not let you go
Let me go!
Will not let you go
Let me go!
not let you go
Let me go o o o
No no no no no no no!
O mamma mia mia
mia let me go!
Beelzebub has a put a side for me for me for me
So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye?
So you think you can love me and leave me to die?
Oh baby
Can't do this to me baby
Just gotta get out
Just get right out of here
Oooooo
Oh yea
Oh yea
Nothing really
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters
Nothing really
To me
Anyway the blows...
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