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Κυριακή, 16 Αυγούστου 2009

Born A Winner


I remember the times
When we used to sit in the park
Holding hands together
I never shoulnd have gone away and left your life like this girl
I though you'd take me back
But I was just a little bit late.

I

I was born a winner (I know I am yes I am)

I was born a winner...


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