And I'm somewhere on the way to Eden
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Ballerina, sin minem bakhetem,
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And I'm somewhere on the way to Eden
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Ballerina, sin minem bakhetem
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Love cannot be bought, even knowing the places,
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But money lowered the ballerina from the pole
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Love cannot be bought, even knowing the places,
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But money lowered the ballerina from the pole
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Charming dance so baby with the tower of a couple of universities,
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And you please my soul, thoughts, eyes, muse
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I'm drowning here in the sofa quietly under Gray Goose
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We are not forever with her, for the evening, chips are our bonds
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Dear, I strayed here and there
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I was looking for myself, but those paths led me to a strip club
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And you smile at me, I'm in the building
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Understand, I was not looking for love, reduce my torment
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For my cold hand in private lead
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There, bring me to yourself, nullify melancholy
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Don't care about the box, but don't mind if it's on TV
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On all channels tomorrow there will be only your ballet
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Love cannot be bought, even knowing the places,
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But money lowered the ballerina from the pole
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Love cannot be bought, even knowing the places,
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But money lowered the ballerina from the pole
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And I'm somewhere on the way to Eden
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Ballerina, sin minem bakhetem,
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And I'm somewhere on the way to Eden
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Ballerina, sin minem bakhetem
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Love cannot be bought, even knowing the places,
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But money lowered the ballerina from the pole
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Love cannot be bought, even knowing the places,
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But money lowered the ballerina from the pole |