That exuberant blonde,
for following along with me,
turned into a mermaid,
it's a pity, it's a pity,
she became a mermaid
it's a pity, it's a pity pity.
Depressed and alone, on the high seas,
her scales shine radioactivity,
without slender legs,
she will wait for her frogman,
who is diving ¡.
That exuberant blonde,
for following along with me,
she became a mermaid,
it's a pity, it's a pity,
she became a mermaid,
there is sorrow, there is sorrow.
One of her tears,
will evaporate,
will rise into the atmosphere,
which is without ozone.
From the horizon,
I see on the high seas,
atomic submarine,
which will atomize it.

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