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Correct Chess - Merano Lyrics
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Correct Chess - Merano
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Citizens of Merano: Oh, light the heart That lingers in Merano. Merano! The spa no Connoisseur of spas Would miss. So healthy, Highly recommended, Is this sweet metropolis. Mental and physical bliss. The gods have smiled, And blessed is Merano. Merano! There are no Fitter burghers to be found. Such vigor! Take the time to taste us-- We'll give you a welcome That's typically Tyrol For then we are sure Of our ground. Right now we're Italian-- We used to be German, The border keeps Mayor of Merano: Shifting around. Speaking as one of the patriarchs, I don't mind taking your lira or marks. Oh, I get high when I saunter by The mountains of Merano. Rosy-cheeked Merano Flourishing to a fault. The sparkling streams, The bracing air, The therapeutic salt. I'd have to be carried away To call a halt! Oh, I feel great In this bouncing state. All hail to thee, Merano Hearty hale Merano-- Girls: [Spoken] Any objections? Guys: [Spoken] Nein! Where breathing in Will turn you on. Where water tastes like wine. Get up your get up and go And get in line! It's living your life in a show By Roger and Hammerstein. Oh, sad the soul Who passes by Merano. Merano! So far no Soul has ever passed us by. They love us. Why not stay forever? Oh, so many reason why, All those in favor say "Aye" Aye! So sing a song. Let's hear it for Merano. Merano! Soprano, Alto, tenor, bass Agree! We're wholesome. What a happy haven! This is a place Where your arteries soften-- Cholesterol hasn't a chance. From mountain to valley The natural goodness Mayor of Merano: Is fighting pollution's advance. So come to us and feel the force, All major credit cards taken of course. Oh, I get high when I saunter by The mountains of Merano. Rosy-cheeked Merano Flourishing to a fault. The sparkling streams, The bracing air, The therapeutic salt. I'd have to be carried away To call a halt! Once in a while All the gods will smile On little old Merano. Humble, shy Merano Suddenly hits the press. And I report with all the pride And joy that I possess: Half of the world and his wife Has our address! Our little town will be rife With games of chess! [Whistling] Get up your get up and go And get in line! It's living your life in a show By Rogers and Hammerstein!
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