Oh I was moved by your screen dream
Celluloid pictures are
You've heard enough of the blues and stuff
You're pretty swell
I’ve been around
So far it seems
Too bad the blues
Blew my
Amazona is a zone where
There is no doubt
No more fall-out
Why
Now the party´s over
I´m so tired
Then I see you coming
Out
Well this is such a sad affair
I've opened up my
The bogus man is on his way
As fast as he
You, the hero
So many times you've loved, and didn't linger
Now
Are you ready for bad blood?
I’ve got my share
I’m sick
There's a new sensation
A fabulous creation
A danceable solution
To teenage revo
Eight miles high
And when you touch down
You find you’re
Stranger than
My friend’s flesh and blood
She lies overtime
You’d nail her if
Blue suns and grey lagoons
Silver starfish with honeymoons
All these and
If there is something that I might find
Look around corners
I’m gonna wait till the midnight hour
That’s when my love
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