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So sick and tired of the pouring rain I took a train to Morocco just to kill the pain Oh it might help a little, it might help a lot I don't know, but it's all I got Ran down the aisle to find a window by the bar I blew a cigarette to pieces so I lit up a cigar Oh this might hurt a little, this might hurt a lot I don't know, but it's all I got (x2) Oh, Morocco Tell me where you've been Won't you tell me what you know Crossing the desert when I lost the caravan I found a compass in a box buried underneath the sand Oh it might help a little, it might help a lot I don't know, but it's all I've got Running in circles I was losing my mind When you found me and you led me to the water just in time Oh this might hurt a little, this might hurt a lot I don't know, but it's all I got (x3) Oh, Morocco Tell me where you've been Won't you tell me what you know Aus Songtexte Mania