Last Night

Last night I dreamed I found you
In the heart of Monte-Carlo…

Then we danced the night away
lost in Paris.

Next thing I know, you were smoking Cohiba Behike in Old Havana
Like it couldn’t kill ya…
I’m starting to miss ya.

I wish you would call.

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