Lyrics
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
Oh, temptation, temptation, I can't resist
I know that she is made of smoke
But I've lost my wayy
She knows that I am broke
So that I must play
Temptation, temptation, temptation
Oh, whoa, temptation, temptation, I can't resist
Dutch pink and Italian blue
She is waiting there for you
My will has disappeared
Now my confusions oh so clear
Temptation, temptation, temptation
Whoa, whoa, temptation, temptation
I can't reisist
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