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Whenever I hear good-bye Reminds me, baby, of you I break down and cry The next time I'll be true, yeah Fever
for lost romance
Footsteps
on the dance floor
Whispers
in the back room
And
the music don't feel like it did
When
I'm dancing round
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testo
di Zekkariyas
(da
Duets,
1993)
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