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<br>Zauberhafter Pop Song.<br><br>"born in the war<br>you had dreams of being a ballerina<br>saw the photos last time that I seen you<br>you had my mum when you were 23<br>I heard that she was trouble just like me<br><br>you like painting pictures, writing poems<br>I guess that’s why my words just keep on flowing<br>I wish that I could read the things you write<br>I’m tryna learn the language so I might<br><br>three generations<br>born in different decades<br>some things have changed<br>but we got the same old heartbreak<br>you tell me stories<br>that happened back in your day<br>and I find it funny<br>cause somehow I still relate<br><br>we’re dancing in different clothes<br>falling in love<br>until we let it go <br>but still there’s magic in something as simple<br>as three women sitting round a dinner table<br><br>you tell me you’ve<br>been in love with elvis since the 50s<br>how my mum danced to bowie in the 80s<br>but i’ll never truly see things through your eyes<br>cause all the pictures, they’re in black and white<br><br>three generations<br>we’ve all made our mistakes<br>I look in the mirror<br>and see your face in my face<br>everyone who knows us<br>thinks that we’re all crazy<br>but I guess that’s exactly<br>what makes us a family <br><br>we’re dancing in different clothes<br>falling in love<br>until we let it go <br>but still there’s magic in something as simple<br>as three women sitting round a dinner table<br><br>all the good old days <br>and the city lights<br>those little town jobs when money was tight<br>all your vintage pieces <br>i’m wishing were mine<br>all our darkest moments<br>our wildest fights <br>all the names we cursed cause their love was a lie<br>all the secrets we’ll keep until we die<br>it’s something as simple <br>as pouring your heart right out<br>as three women sitting round a dinner table" | 
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