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Oh the streets of Rome
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Are filled with rubble
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Ancient footprints
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Are ev'rywhere
You can almost think
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That you're seeing your double
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On a cold, dark night
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On the Spanish stairs
Nights
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In the Colosseum
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Dodging lions
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And wasting time
Priests from the Vatican
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I can hardly stand to see 'em
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It sure has been one hell of a climb
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Got to hurry on back to my hotel room
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Where I got me a date with a pretty little girl from Greece
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Yeah she promised she'd be right there with me
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When I paint that masterpiece
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Sailin' around the world
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In a dirty gondola
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Oh to be back in the land
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Of Coca-Cola
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I left Rome
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And pulled into Brussels
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On a train ride so bumpy that I
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Almost died
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Clergymen in uniform
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And young girls pulling mussels
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Well it sure has been one hell of a ride
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Newspaper men eating candy
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Had to be held back by the big police
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Someday everything is gonna be different
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When I paint that masterpiece
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Trainwrecks
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Rolling through the back of my memory
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When I ran on the hilltop
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Following a pack of wild geese
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Someday everuything is gonna be beautiful
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When I paint that masterpiece
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When I paint that masterpiece
When I Paint My Masterpiece acordes
de Bob Dylan
