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Oh, the nightingale she brought me back again to the opera baby Oh and no dispute I picked a better route to the opera baby Oh and thinking about our goals we were keeping them in our sight yeathat we doin good for the rest of our lives, For the rest of our lives We'll keep them wailing in the aisles They're holding on for our every smile for the rest of our lives Oh yeah well I learned a few things as my patience grew for the opera baby Oh and now I go I go to sell my (soul?) at the opera baby Oh cos thinking about our goals we were keeping them in our sight That we doin good for the rest of our lives for the rest of our lives We'll keep them wiling in the aisles Holding on for our every smile for the rest of our lives 'Cos the nightingale she brought me back again to the opera baby To the opera baby, to the opera baby To the opera baby, to the opera baby From Letras Mania