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Bambina

No one ever could be keener
Than our little bambina
When it comes to moving
With moves so soothing
I swear she was born,
Screaming on a dancefloor
She coulsn't wait to rhumba out of her mother's open door
I just can't help but adore her

No ones eyes have ever seen a,
More desirable bambina
Her every action was suggestive
Like the winter sun she is majestic
Thank heavens she didn't keep herself to herself,
She'd be dancing with a lucky few on saturday
Then she'd tango with the lonely on sunday
I just can't help but adore her

But frankly no one ever could have been a,
More hard headed bambina
No man is ever good enough
She could never bring herself to feel love
This her ma could never understand
"My life is to full to bother,
To share it with any other"
Still I just can't help adore her

When this got out no one ever could be meaner,
To our poor little bambina
Who had the decency to resist romance
She would much rather dance
But no one would take her out anymore
Now she could only dance a lonely ballet,
People really should watch what they say
My darling bambina I'll never stop adoring you

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