| In a city of cream, were floating by Like creeps and tarts under neon skies
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| In colours of green, scarlet and blue
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| Dhes taking my hand… leading me to…
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| S secret room, I can feel her breath
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| Her body is tanned, my head in a mess
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| Yhe flavour is sweet, god-given bright…
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| Master of intelligence wont find me tonight
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| All these beautiful faces, taking me places
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| Leaving me spaceless…
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| All these beautiful faces, taking me places
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| Im coming home…
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| In a stretchout car, on a lowside street
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| Shes pulling me close, to make me complete
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| The colour is green, turning to red
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| Her fingers are crossed over my head…
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| All these beautiful faces, taking me places
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| Leaving me spaceless…
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| All these beautiful faces, taking me places
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| Im coming home… tonight…
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| In a city of cream, were floating by Like creeps and tarts under neon skies
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| All these beautiful faces, taking me places
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| Leaving me spaceless…
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| All these beautiful faces, taking me places
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| Im coming home tonight… |