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Every time that I see ya, A lightening bolt fills the room, The underbelly of Paris, She sings her favorite tune, She'll drink you under the table, She'll show you a trick or two, But every time that I left her, I missed the things she would do. She was the one - for me, She opened my eyes - to see, She was the one - for me, Well alright. It was a cold September, Before the Indian summer, That's the thing I remember, Then she gave me her number, Went from station to station, On a train 'cross the nation And the rain of November, That's the time that we ended, She was the one - for me, Well alright. Vodka with Coca Cola, Letras de cancionesCocaine tucked in her shoes, Cigarettes over coffee, Her halo slipped to a noose, Take a slow boat to China, You fly a rag 'round the moon, She could take it or leave it, I knew it had to end soon. She was the one - for me, She opened my eyes - to see, She was the one - for me, Well alright. It was a cold September, Before the Indian summer, That's the thing I remember, When she gave me her number, Went from station to station, On a train 'cross the nation, And the rain of November, That's the time that we ended, She was the one - for me, Well alright, alright, alright, yeah From Letras Mania