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He got lucky, got lucky one time
Hitting with the girl in room 509
She turned her back on him facing the frame
Said, "Listen Joe, don't you come here again"
White sun scattered all over the sea
He could think of nothing but her name Elise
God is the sweat running down his back
The water soaked her blonde hair black
It's a perfect day
A perfect day, Elise
He got burned by the sun
His face so pale and his hands so worn
Let himself in room 509
Said a prayer, pulled the trigger and cried
It's a perfect day
A perfect day, Elise
Ah-oh, it's a perfect day
A perfect day, Elise
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