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 In dusseldorf I met a clown 
His nose, it was red 
In gelterkinden I forgot to frown 
Then remembered again 
In paris I saw a big fish 
Swimming slow in the siene 
It made me hopeful that someday our water 
Would be breathable again... 
In frankfurt I heard eins zwei drei 
Counting cookies and no one was shot 
In berlin stopped by the polizei 
For drunk driving and everyone smiled 
In prague I knew I'd been a witch 
Burnt alive, a pyre of soviet kitsch 
It made me miss my moscow muttdom 
It made me miss my new york nothing... 
In montpelier I stayed in a chateau 
A boy climbed into my bed and he knew no boundaries 
In amsterdam I got quite crazy 
It might have been all the tulips and canals 
Or it might have been all that hash, and in 
Barcelon, buenos dias, chocolato, le picasso 
And in brussels, clean-cut hostel 
And in london, me and the french existentialists... 
In corsica I floated away, all the way to marseilles 
I should have held an after party for all the thoughts I didn't say 
In dusseldorf I met a dwarf 
With bad breath and a really good tan 
In gelterkinden I remembered how to laugh 
And I never ever forgot it again 
 
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