É tentação, emoção, fritação Bota a mão no coração, que ele vai acelerar Eita, menina, quando toca essa batida Todo mundo se anima e começa a rebolar Preste atenção no poder da tentação E da buzina quando toca fazendo sair do chão Agora preste atenção no

And I have to rest my head Please do not follow where I am leading Someone must clear these things away Here in the burnt out husk of the morning Strung out with nothing left to say Yeah this was one hell of a party Nobody ever got to bed But the morning

Plaque on the wall says that no one's slept here It's rare to come upon a bridge that has not been around Or been stepped on Whatever the notions we laced in our prayers The man upstairs is used to all of this noise I'm through with screaming And echoes

Spending our time like we are millionaires Singing our hearts out standing on chairs Laughing our heads of, the two of us there Millionaires Ooohoh ooohoh If time was money, yeah we'd be worth a fortune I swear you may think you're rich You could have a

In the air, something's, In the air, something's, In the air, something's Human, human, human, human, human, human, human, human, human, human, human, human, human, Human, human, after all We are Human, after All, Much in common, after All. In the air,

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Stop tryna be God Hmm-hmm, hmm-hm That's not who you are That's just not your job Stop tryna be God, God 'Cause air traffic controls the landing Yeah, yeah yeah yeah

The summer wind The summer wind came blowin' in from across the sea It lingered there, to touch your hair and walk with me All summer long we sang a song and then we strolled that golden sand Two sweethearts and the summer wind Like painted kites, those

On a flying buttress with stony feet? Redeem you, reclaim you, Our Lady of Pigalle Can I buy you something, can I stroke your hair, Can I hold your hand and take you somewhere? You're a young nobody, you're a perfect soul, You're an empty altar that can

We were fast car, top down, George Straight singin' bare feet, Slow dance long hair swingin' Under the neon sky, just watching the world go by We were laying by the river when the moon started drippin', Finally figured out what a boy been missin' Sinkin'