there's nothing at all that could make me fall
the champagne of beer or the lost of my hope
i' been chasing my own shadow all week...
let's drive back home
i miss montreal but he (she) wants to move out of here
i miss montreal but he (she) wants to start over again
we're not done yet we still have things to do
we still have smiles to give we're still having fun
last night was good tomorrow will be better...
let's stay here forever
i miss my girl she wants to be here with me
i miss my friends i really need a cold beer
i miss my friends here in el rancho
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