Oh Sole Mio

Even though it didn't stand a chance of going back in style
Julius said for the six following days he'd aim into a jar
Went on with full hands, came back with nothing
Nothing's as real though as to keep him from trying
As to keep him from trying
As to keep him from trying again
He found that our fate flies
He said 'enough would take me there'
And I'll never find the time to thank Stewart
Tired after tides
Time was up and our arrangement went we'd settle for one last round
But cheer and applause they never came
Nor did the time to bring the circus tent down
Straighten the chains
Bring out the hordes' remorse
And rehearse another scent
If I had to stay tonight
Tonight, tonight
He found that our fate flies
He said 'enough, will take me there'
And I'll never find the time to thank Stewart
Tired after tries



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