When I was young,
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way back in Sicily
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you should have seen me
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My hair then was long
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There was this one young man
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who always came around
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and gave me this ribbon of velvet brown
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Waiting for Valentino
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His dark eyes lock on mine
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Waiting for Valentino
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Then you did what you were told
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Married a cousin I didn't know
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He'd fallen in love with my photograph
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Oh why, worked harder then I could bare
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and he never seemed to care
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I bore his only son at the end of that year
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There is a place I can slip away to
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out in the desert of sand and dune
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My she's tan; she looks like a mirage
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Someday I'll escape there like Scherazade
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Waiting for Valentino
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His dark eyes lock on mine
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Waiting for Valentino
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To carry me off through time
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I had lived long as I can
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Made three generations American
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Now my daughter takes my hand
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and whispers to me
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There is a place I can slip away to
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out in the desert of sand and dune
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My she's tan; she looks like a mirage
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Someday I'll escape there like Scherazade
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Waiting for Valentino
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His dark eyes lock on mine
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Waiting for Valentino
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To carry me off through time
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To carry me off through time
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To carry me off through time
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To carry me off through time
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Waiting For Valentino
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Cyndi Lauper |