Mamma mia, here I go again. My my, how can I resist you?...You are the Dancing Queen, young and sweet, only seventeen...So when you're near me, darling can't you hear me, S. O. S. The love you gave me, nothing else can save me, S. O. S....Knowing me, knowing you, there is nothing we can do. Knowing me, knowing you, we just have to face it, this
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