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Ingrid Bergman, Ingrid Bergman, 
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Let's go make a picture 
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On the Island of Stromboli, Ingrid Bergman 

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Ingrid Bergman, you're so perty, 
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you'd make any mountain quiver 
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You'd make fire fly from the crater, 
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Ingrid Bergman 

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This old mountain it's been waiting 
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All its life for you to work it 
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For your hand to touch its hardrock, 
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Ingrid Bergman,       Ingrid Bergman 

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If you'll walk across my camera, 
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I will flash the world your story, 
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I will pay you more than money,    Ingrid Bergman 

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Not by pennies dimes nor quarters, 
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but with happy sons and daughters, 
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And they'll sing around Stromboli, 
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Ingrid Bergman