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My Friend And Me
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We flew over cities
My friend and me
Sitting in a plane
Which flew towards east
We were exited
My friend and me
At last we landed
We counted one, two, three
We came into the hotel
My friend and me
There were so many things to tell
The city had so much to see
10 days we were there
My friend and me
Too little time, I swear
A better time will never be!
15. Mai 2006 |
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