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It’s Paris I’m cycling a beret on head
Bonjor over cobbles
A basket of bread
Soyez notre invité.. Soyez notre invité
je pense que tu connais la suite
Was French now I’m German
Forgive Me
God Bless Me
Oh look its Berlin
Mein Rhythmus ist Techno, aber nur solange ich hier bin
Washington the Whitehouse Madrid and Millan
Then top of the morning its Dublin
Ooh Guinness
Gw...
Friday 21st January 2022 3:03 am
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