| | 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 way she knows that I am broke so that I must play | Dutch pink and Italian blue she is there waiting for you my will has disappeared now my confusion's oh so clear |
