| She’s there like the heat, she dances like the fireflies
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| I’m torn like the wind, there’s magic in her eyes…
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| I’m a slave to her love, I’m fooled by her disgui-ise
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| That mistress of mi-ine, that mistress of mine
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| She turns like the tide and takes me where I’ve never been
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| There’s peace at her side, she’s a lady and a gypsy quee-een
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| I’m caught by her spell, sometimes I wish I’d never see-een
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| That mistress of mi-ine, that mistress of mine
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| So I say to myself, it’s no good being left in the co-old
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| It’s no fun to be out on a she-e-elf
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| And so sad to be lonely when your old
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| But I’ll never give in, I accept the way that she lives
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| But could I ever start agai-ai-ain
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| If I cease to share the love that she gives
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| That mistress of mi-ine
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| Dah-da-da-dah, dah-da-dah
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| Dah-da-dah, dah-da-dah, dah-da-dah
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| Dah-da-da-dah
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| She’s there like the heat, she dances like the fireflies
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| I’m torn like the wind, there’s magic in her eyes…
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| I’m a slave to her love, I’m fooled by her disgui-ise
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| That mistress of mi-ine, that mistress of mine
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| So I say to myself, it’s no good being left in the co-old
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| It’s no fun to be out on the she-e-e-elf
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| And so said to be lonely when your old
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| But I’ll never give in, I accepted the way that she lives
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| But could I ever start agai-ai-ain
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| If I cease to share the love that she gives
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| That mistress of mi-ine
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| Oh-oh-oh, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ahh
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| She’s a mistress, mistress of mi-i-i-ine
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| Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ahh
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| She’s a mistress, mistress of mi-i-i-i-ine
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| She’s a mistress, that mistress of mi-i-i-i-i-ine…
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| Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ahh |