Perdido, I look for my heart It's perdido I lost it way down in torito The day the fiesta started Bolero, I sway that they play the bolero I kissed me the listing sombrero And that's when my heart departed High, was the sun when I held her close Low, was the moon when we said, adios Perdido My heart ever since is perdido I know I must go to torito To find what I lost perdido (scat) High, was the sun when I held her close Low, was the moon when we said, adios
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