
Politics Songtext
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How can I, that girl standing there, my attention fix
On Roman or on Russian or on Spanish politics ?
Yet here's a travelled man who knows what he talks about
And there's a politician that has read and thought.
And maybe what they say is true of war and war's alarms
But oh that I were young again and held her in my arms.
How can I, that girl standing there, my attention fix
On Roman or on Russian or on Spanish politics ?
And there's a politician that has read and thought.
And maybe what they say is true of war and war's alarms
But oh that I were young again and held her in my arms.
And maybe what they say is true of war and war's alarms
But oh that I were young again and held her in my arms
But oh that I were young again and held her in my arms
But oh that I were young again and held her in my arms.
Yet here's a travelled man who knows what he talks about
On Roman or on Russian or on Spanish politics ?
Yet here's a travelled man who knows what he talks about
And there's a politician that has read and thought.
And maybe what they say is true of war and war's alarms
But oh that I were young again and held her in my arms.
How can I, that girl standing there, my attention fix
On Roman or on Russian or on Spanish politics ?
And there's a politician that has read and thought.
And maybe what they say is true of war and war's alarms
But oh that I were young again and held her in my arms.
And maybe what they say is true of war and war's alarms
But oh that I were young again and held her in my arms
But oh that I were young again and held her in my arms
But oh that I were young again and held her in my arms.
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