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 he is made of smoke But I've lost my way He knows that I am broke But I must play Temptation, oh temptation, temptation I can't resist Dutch pink and Italian blue He's there waiting for you My will has disappeared Now confusion is oh so clear Temptation, temptation, temptation I can't resist Temptation, temptation, temptation I can't resist