Roxanne
You are the apple of my life
Roxanne
We play solitaire
The only game in town
Every time that we played
You won it over and over again
And I never won
Any of the solitaire game
I Must confess to you
That I am a lousy player
Yes Roxanne
If I had money
We both would travel
To Paris
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