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I've got a photograph I took a picture of you I took your photograph in front of my favourite view You play the part so well You look so sure and free No one could ever tell that you belong to me An
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I've got a photograph I took a picture of you I took your picture In front of my favorite view You play the part so well You look so sure and free No one could ever tell That you belong to me And 'c
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