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How could it be [bad word]  

Last night I dreamt of San Pedro 
Just like I'd never gone, I knew the song 

young girl with eyes like the desert 
It all seems like yesterday, not far away 
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Tropical the island breeze 
All of nature wild and free 
This is where I long to be 
La isla bonita 
And when the samba played 
The sun would set so high 
Ring through my ears and sting my eyes 
Your Spanish lullaby 

I fell in love with San Pedro 
Warm wind carried on the sea, he called to 
me 
Te dijo te amo 
I prayed that the days would last 
They went so fast 
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I want to be where the sun warms the sky 
When it's time for siesta you can watch them 
go by 
Beautiful faces, no cares in this world 
Where a girl loves a boy, and a boy loves a 
girl