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he knows what they want he always figures it out miguel of the south as the days went by the masses grew in number they tore down the walls they flocked from the hills and from the moors in the south from the regal halls they saw the whole thing beheld the proclamation the solemn promise then he woke up hardly a truck to be found dang me, oh, dang me

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