Lucky you were born that far away so
So we could both make fun of distance
Lucky that I love a foreign land for
The lucky fact of your existence
Baby I would climb the Andes solely
To count the freckles on your body
Never could imagine there were only
Too many ways to love somebody
Lo ro lo le lo le
Lo ro lo le lo le
Can't you see...I'm at your feet
Whenever
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