Era Um Garoto Que Como Eu Amava os Beatles e os Rolling Stones

There was a boy who like me loved the Beatles and the Rolling Stones
He traveled the world always singing the beautiful things of America
He wasn't handsome but still had a thousand girls interested
He sang Help and Ticket To Ride, oh! Lady Jane and Yesterday

He sang Long Live Freedom, but a letter unexpectedly
Separated him from his guitar, he was called to America
Stop! With Rolling Stones! Stop! With Beatles songs
He was sent to Vietnam, to fight with the Vietcong
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There was a boy who like me loved the Beatles and the Rolling Stones
He traveled the world but ended up, fighting in the Vietnam War
He no longer has long hair, nor plays his guitar and
Yes

An instrument that always plays the same note ra-tá-tá-tá
He has no friends, he doesn't see girls, only dead people lying
On the ground
He will not return to his country, as he is dead in Vietnam
Stop! With Rolling Stones, stop! With Beatles songs
There is no heart in his chest, but two medals yes

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