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(I Call My Papa) Fla-Ga-La Lyrics

I come back, come back
You see my return
My returning face is smiling
Smile of a waiting man

I be home soon, soon, soon
Soon cry on your shoulder
Your shoulder against my burning tears
Tears of a waiting man

One, two, three, four
One, two, three, I wait every moment
I wait, wait for my chance
I wait for my friend to say
Hello, you waiting man

Feel no fret, feel no fret, feel no fret
You can wait and feel no fret
And so I wait, so I wait, so I wait, so I wait
I return face is smiling

Be home soon cry on your shoulder
Tears of a waiting man
Every moment wait for my chance
My friend say hello, feel no fret
You can wait and I wait
And I wait and home I am

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