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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