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I didn't know what I was thinking
When I got into the outfit
And I headed out to meet ya for the misdemeanor
I had a devil on my shoulder
And an angel on my sofa
No, I didn't mean to show her
That I left her in Barcelona
That I left her in Barcelona
That I left her in Barcelona
That I left her in Barcelona
Barcelona
That I left her in Barcelona
That I left her in Barcelona
That I left her in Barcelona
(Barcelona)
I didn't know what I was thinking
When I got into the outfit
And I headed out to meet ya for the misdemeanour
I had a devil on my shoulder
And an angel on my sofa
No, I didn't mean to show her
That I left her in Barcelona
That I left her in Barcelona
That I left her in Barcelona
That I left her in Barcelona
Barcelona
That I left her in Barcelona
That I left her in Barcelona
That I left her in Barcelona
That I left her in Barcelona
That I left her in Barcelona
That I left her in Barcelona
That I left her in Barcelona
That I left her in Barcelona
That I left her in Barcelona
That I left her in Barcelona
That I left her in Barcelona
That I left her in Barcelona
That I left her in Barcelona
That I left her in Barcelona
That I left her in Barcelona
