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Mando Diao
I was down in Amsterdam Almost hurt myself to death I pushed myself so hard Just like the redlight girls Well I cried and stopped to smile I thought my career was over And the dealer boys they had to bring me water I stumbled over mountains And the shadows of the street I fell into the river I cried and and bagged for mercy And i talked to god on the telephone But I really can't tell you what he told me But it was a lie No I really can't tell you what he told me But it was a lie When I came to Amsterdam The hotel showed a movie With Marlon Brando and his friend Pacino Well I thought that this is nice And I'm sure I can relax now But suddenly the room was full of demons I escaped through the window Almost ran a mile away I had nowhere to go So I cried and and bagged for mercy And I talked to god on the telephone But I really can't tell you what he told me But it was a lie No I really can't tell you what he told me But it was a lie But nothing seems to matter In this lonesome dirty town But for a short brief moment I thought she was the one And she and I were fighting About sex, love and TV That's why I had to get down and talk To god on the telephone But I really can't tell you what he told me But it was a lie No I really can't tell you what He told me but it was a lie
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