.I met a Spanish troubadour about a thousand years ago, a pretty maid on his
Knee
He could spin a word to rhyme, capture heart and minds and sweep a girl off
Her feet
And so she fell in love with him; happy ever after then; so the story goes
...
Over and over and o.
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