When I Paint My Masterpiece

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 Oh, the streets of  Rome are       filled with   rubble,
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Ancient foot prints are everywhere.
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You could almost think that your seein' double,
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On the cold, dark night on the Spanish Stairs.
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Gotta hurry on back to my hotel room,
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Where I got me a date with a pretty little girl from Greece.
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She promised she'd  be there with me,
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When I paint my masterpiece.

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Oh, the hours we spent, inside the Coliseum.
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Dodging lions, and a-wasting time,
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Oh those mighty kings of the jungle, I could hardly stand to see'em
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Yes it sure has been a long, hard climb.
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Train wheels a running through the back of my memory,
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When I ran on a hilltop followin' a pack of wild geese,
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Someday everything is gonna sound like a rhapsody
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When I paint my masterpiece.

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Sailing round the world in a dirty gondola,
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Oh to be back in the land of, Coca cola.

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Well I left Rome, and landed in Brussels,
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On a plane ride so bumpy that I almost cried,
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Clergy men in uniform, and young girls pulling mussels,
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Everyone was there to greet me when I stepped inside,
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Newspaper men eatin' candy,
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Had to be held down by big police.
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Someday, everything is gonna be different,
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When I paint my masterpiece.
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