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Ozone Pete - Mexican Clouds lyrics
In these days of melancholy; In this winter of our discontent; I lose the spark for living; My spirit falters, cold and spent... Wish I could be, High, fat and free, Like a Mexican cloud... So I search in darkened corners, For a glimmer of the dream that led me on; Lost in wistful contemplation, Of tropic climates, soft and warm... Dimly I see, In front of me; Just through the grey, Where shadows crowd; Wish I could be, High, fat and free, Like a Mexican cloud... |
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