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Quand il pleut, il pleut
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Join Date: Aug 2009
Posts: 76,861
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Quand il pleut, il pleut
Join Date: Aug 2009
Posts: 76,861
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She may be the reason I survive
The why and wherefore I'm alive
The one I'll care for through the rough in many years
Me, I'll take her laughter and her tears
And make them all my souvenirs
For where she goes I've got to be
The meaning of my life is she
She
She..who is she...
..I'm glad you're ok (chick..)..I don't want to have to sing this too soon...
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