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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=540705" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Somewhere In France</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">mother is in a coma<br>and I am somewhere in France<br>and you left me all alone at the school dance<br>I was sweet sixteen</div><div style="margin:10px 0">you were going on sixty four<br>Your eyes were blue </div><div style="margin:10px 0">but your words untrue 'love? '<br>You stood me up and left me standing at the door</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I must confess in my distress I said</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'I've never seen that boy before! '<br>But you were long gone <br>Before I got over you<br>The boy who played the trumpet</div><div style="margin:10px 0">you were rotten to the core<br>You left me standing all alone<br>In the middle of the floor<br>and while other sweethearts jived and bopped<br>I sipped my lemonade and sat alone, <br>Gave up on love as a cruel masquerade<br>Disconnected every phone</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Mother's in coma</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And I'm a dreamer on the run<br>And life aint fun and I'm on the run<br>I'm somwhere lost in France<br>By the Eiffel Tower I shiver and cower</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As I recall that cruel school dance</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and you are probably middle aged<br>chronologically right for your body</div><div style="margin:10px 0">your probably married a wife with Big Ears<br>And drive around in a car like Noddy</div><div style="margin:10px 0">mother is out of her coma<br>And I'm catching the next train home<br>I'll stay for a while but then I must fly<br>For a long weekend in Rome<br>Where I will wander among the ruins<br>And try really hard to forget <br>The boy who once trumped on his trumpet<br>Eating a soggy bagette, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Married divorced with a wayward kid<br>Then I 'll fly off to spain with a heart full of rain</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To relive the sorry saga over, again and again!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Yvette+Smith">Yvette Smith</a><div class=q>
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and I am somewhere in France
and you left me all alone at the school dance
I was sweet sixteen

you were going on sixty four
Your eyes were blue 

but your words untrue 'love? '
You stood me up and left me standing at the door
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