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Intro

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Rusted brandy in a diamond glass

Everything is made from dreams

 Time is made from honey slow and sweet

Only the fools know what it means

Temptation,

temptation,

temptation

I can't resist

Well I know that she is made of smoke

But I've lost my way

He knows that I am broke

But I must play

Dutch pink and Italian blue

He is there waiting for you

My will has disappeared

Now confusion is so clear

Temptation, temptation, temptation

I can't resist