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Brazilian Girls

This is real, this is glam Dance till the morning sun Dance till the morning sun Dance till the morning sun Dance, dance, dance, dance Keep, keep walking

Donne, l?impression d?un petit bon homme Si tes raisons sont bonnes, come on Prends ton temps et le mien, car j?y tiens Prends, la vitesse d?un vrai hurragan

Me gustas cuando callas porque estas como ausente Me gustas cuando callas porque estas como ausente y me oyes desde lejos y mi voz no te toca parece que

Now, that your leave is over Let's down our drinks and say goodnight to this illusion Bellbottom Casanova The silhouettes that pass us by Are ships in

She?s a face in the kraut lookin' right through you As if she knew you better than you know yourself What does she know about the things that you go That

Allons-y Faisons un tour a la tour Eiffel A rencontrer cette japonaise, tres tres belle Dans la main une camera en plastique Ses chaussures dernier cri

The scary tale on this day leads us on What can I say? How naive, this cliche The pulse goes on The end we anticipate Some story ends and hurray Summer

She?s a face in the kraut Looking right through you As if she knew you Better than you know yourself What does she know about the things that you know

If I showed you You would not believe That was me That was me Hmm.. There were horses There was donkey and sheep Where I?ve lived Where I?ve lived Do