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He got lucky one time
Hitting with the girl in room 509
She turned her back on him facing the frame
Said, "
Listen Joe, don't you come here again."
White sun scattered all over the sea
He could think of nothing but her name, '
Elise'
God is the sweat running down his back
The water soaked her blond hair black
It's a perfect day Elise
He got burned by the sun
His face so pale and his hands so worn
Let himself in room 509
Said a prayer, and cried,'
It's a perfect day, Elise.'
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