The Gorillas
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Once upon a time I made a lion roar -
he was sleeping in the sunbeams on the old zoo floor.
I had gone to see the park where my papa used to play,
it’s called called Villa Borghese and it’s on the way
to East Africa.
Down on Grand Comoro Island, where I grew past four,
I could swim and fish and snorkel on the ocean floor,
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It must be love, I’m feeling
This must be love
Oh this must be love, I’m feeling
This must be love
Well I wait in every day, just in case,
You decide to call
And I can hardly wait,
‘coz I never thought time could pass so slowly
It must be love, I’m feeling
This must be love
Oh this...
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