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I mistook you for a stranger My lady in a golden outfitI mistook you for a strangerMy lade in a cornflake steamboatI mistook you for a stranger My lady in a golden outfitI mistook you for a strangerMy lade in a steamboat la laMarching in When the saints go marching inHe was longing thereA man who had 10 000 acresBut it was more than washed awayYou could barely see the scrapesMarching inWhen the saints go marching inBarking atBarking at the moon againHe was longing thereA man with everything, you name itBut the love he threw awayWhen it became a pound of waistWas haunting himSongtexteAnd barking at the moon behind himThese downing days are cruelIt's the coming of the age that bothers youJust like everybodyYou planned it in your room:Two guys in a time machineThey'll plug into your world from a moonlit skyAnd I wonder if you ever really noticed it butSomehow things make senseAlthough you don't know whyI mistook you for a stranger My lady in a golden outfitI mistook you for a strangerMy lade in a cornflake steamboatI mistook you for a stranger My lady in a golden outfitI mistook you for a strangerMy lade in a steamboat la la Aus Songtexte Mania