| Oh, what blue daughter there in the sun
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| Always claiming to be the one
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| Who would drop that name on you
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| Temptation has passed you
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| You know what it takes to make the wind blow
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| What it takes to make the minds grow
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| Who could say «go away» to you
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| Temptation has passed you
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| With your mind on fire and raving the end
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| You open the gates and welcome the men
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| Saying I was never a friend of you
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| Temptation don’t want you
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| And the nights are hot beneath your feet
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| They cancel your eyes and your dreams
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| But, that don’t seem to bother you
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| Temptation has passed you
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| And don’t you get sleepy in my bed
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| You’re always painting my sheets red
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| Don’t play dead, because I know you
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| Temptation has passed you
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| And it’s cold and sick in the wind
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| The Indians come and speak of sins
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| It’s going crazy again for you
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| Temptation don’t want you |