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El Sorf del Muerto

de LIO

In the classroom when the teacher left
On the beach while I lay soaking wet
At the station waiting for a lift
In the movies while the lovers kissed

That's the way that we're supposed to meet
My record collection keeps telling me
When I doubt it all I have to do
Is put on a record and dream of you

On the Concorde I will catch your eye
At the store deciding what to buy
Your motorcycle's big enough for two
Through the traffic I will follow you

That's the way that we're supposed to meet
My record collection keeps telling me
When I doubt it all I have to do
Is put on a record and dream of you

My top twenty, everyone a hit, a memory, wooh, ooh, wooh, ooh
A yeah, yeah, yeah, a yeah, yeah, yeah
My top twenty, everyone a hit, a memory, wooh, ooh, wooh, ooh
A yeah, yeah, yeah, a yeah, yeah, yeah

Your tennis ball will surely fly my way
While jogging I could say I lost my way
Ask directions from the men in blue
At the circus maybe he'll tame you

That's the way that we're supposed to meet
My record collection keeps telling me
When I doubt it all I have to do
Is put on a record and dream of you

My top twenty, everyone a hit, a memory, wooh, ooh, wooh, ooh
A yeah, yeah, yeah, a yeah, yeah, yeah
My top twenty, everyone a hit, a memory, wooh, ooh, wooh, ooh
A yeah, yeah, yeah, a yeah, yeah, yeah
My top twenty, everyone a hit, a memory, wooh, ooh, wooh, ooh
A yeah, yeah, yeah, a yeah, yeah, yeah
My top twenty, everyone a hit, a memory, wooh, ooh, wooh, ooh
A yeah, yeah, yeah, a yeah, yeah, yeah

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