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Is is real life?
Is fantasy?
Caught in a landside
No from reality.
your
Look up to the skies and see.
I'm a poor boy
I need no sympathy.
i'm easy come 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
my trigger now he's dead
Life had just begun
But now i've gone and thrown it all away
Mamma! oooohhh
Didn't mean to make you cry
If i'm not back again this tomorrow
Carry on carry on
As if nothing really matters
Too late
My time has come
Sends shivers down my spine
Body's all the time
bye
I've got to go
you all behind and the
Mamma! ooooohhh (anyway the blows)
I don't die
wish i'd never been born at all
I see a little silowetto of a man
scawlonmushe
Will you do the fandango?
and lightning
Very very me
galelao galelao figaro!
Magnifco o o o o
I'm just a poor boy
Nobody me
He's a poor boy from a family
Spare him his from his montrosity
Easy come easy go will you let me go?
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!
Will not let you go
Let me go o o o
No no no no no no no!
O mia mamma mia
Mamma mia let me go!
Beelzebub has a devil 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 to me baby
Just gotta get out
gotta get right out of here
Oooooo
Oh yea
Oh yea
Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters
Nothing matters
To me
Anyway the wind blows...
Is fantasy?
Caught in a landside
No from reality.
your
Look up to the skies and see.
I'm a poor boy
I need no sympathy.
i'm easy come 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
my trigger now he's dead
Life had just begun
But now i've gone and thrown it all away
Mamma! oooohhh
Didn't mean to make you cry
If i'm not back again this tomorrow
Carry on carry on
As if nothing really matters
Too late
My time has come
Sends shivers down my spine
Body's all the time
bye
I've got to go
you all behind and the
Mamma! ooooohhh (anyway the blows)
I don't die
wish i'd never been born at all
I see a little silowetto of a man
scawlonmushe
Will you do the fandango?
and lightning
Very very me
galelao galelao figaro!
Magnifco o o o o
I'm just a poor boy
Nobody me
He's a poor boy from a family
Spare him his from his montrosity
Easy come easy go will you let me go?
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!
Will not let you go
Let me go o o o
No no no no no no no!
O mia mamma mia
Mamma mia let me go!
Beelzebub has a devil 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 to me baby
Just gotta get out
gotta get right out of here
Oooooo
Oh yea
Oh yea
Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters
Nothing matters
To me
Anyway the wind blows...
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