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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