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My jewish princess of little Istanbul
All that is left all that it´s ever been is fading with the ink on the sheets
All that I can recall all that I won´t forget is how desperately my heart did bleed
Never did I hold her hand never a single kiss

All that she meant to me all she could´ve been to me
Capture her heart or being a fool
Some words were never spoken I locked them inside of me
My jewish princess of little Istanbul

She was datin´ the boys those wild-eyed city guys never fell for a lonely smalltown kid
I never took a chance maybe I just had to ask maybe she could´ve imagined it
But you´ll never know the answer if you never ask

All that she meant to me ...

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