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parole da studiare
Well she's a brown-eyed lady and I couldn't give her an answer
She took all I give her and all she ever wanted is more
And I'd have to admit that I'm not just a born romancer
Who'll taking it easy, feel like I did before.
Mean, mean Jemima
Won't you come back ? Won't you come back home ?
Mean, mean Jemima
Won't you come back ? Won't you come back home ?
I'm sitting here thinking of nothing but matches and candles
She took all I give her, all she ever wanted is more
And I'd have to admit she was too much for me to handle
Who'll taking it easy, I'm feeling like I did before.
