Max was a billionaire
Max was a fine gentleman
And with women – he was lucky
His eyes were as brown as chestnuts
But with women
He was attracted to a navy blue gaze
Promptly he called: My dear child
Tell me quickly:
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Where did you get those beautiful blue eyes from?
So loyal, so kind, so pure
I almost think they're not eyes any more
They must be stars
I would like to bet this blue magnificence
Wasn’t created by the good Lord
There’s nothing as blue as your eyes
Confess now:
Where did you get those beautiful blue eyes from?
So loyal, so kind, so pure
Yes, that's how it goes in this world
Max lost all of his money
But the women got used to it
Even if a man is poor
He keeps his charm
If he knows how to bewitch women
Even when his eyes were a little faded
He exclaimed fondly:
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