Maverick vs. The Man Who Knew Too Much

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CunninghamG
CunninghamG

on 8/14/2009

When I was just a little girl, I asked my mother, what will I be? Will I be pretty, will I be rich? Here's what she said to me, Que cera, cera. Whatever will be, will be. The future's not ours to see. Que cera, cera.