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Midnight at the oasis
Send your camel to bed Shadows painting our faces Traces of romance in our heads Heaven's holding a half-moon Shining just for us Let's slip off to a sand dune, real soon And kick up a little dust Come on, Cactus is our friend He'll point out the way Come on, till the evening ends Till the evening ends You don't have to answer There's no need to speak I'll be your belly dancer, prancer And you can be my sheik I know your Daddy's a sultan A nomad known to all With fifty girls to attend him, they all send him Jump at his beck and call But you won't need no harem, honey When I'm by your side And you won't need no camel, no no When I take you for a ride Come on, Cactus is our friend He'll point out the way Come on, till the evening ends Till the evening ends Midnight at the oasis Send your camel to bed Got shadows painting our faces And traces of romance in our heads ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By DAVID NICHTERN <i>Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group</i> |
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J'ai tres tres peur ca c'est certain,
j'ai tres tres peur mais beaucoup moins que tous les gens a cette table de mon bateau ancre profond, naviguer une direction et aller loin. Percolator I am very very scared, that's for sure I am very very scared but much less than all the people at this table of my deeply anchored boat choose a direction and go there |
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People...
('Round and 'round and around...) People make the world go 'round ('Round and 'round and around...) Teachers on strike, no more school today They want more money but the board won't pay People Everybody's talkin' 'bout ecology The air's so polluted that it's hard to breathe People Rrefrain But that's what makes the world go round The ups and downs a carousel Changing people's heads around Go underground young men... People make the world go round... Old folks judge you by the clothes you wear They'd swear you're a hippy if you have long hair Young politicians fight for poverty While people still cry for equality Refrain But that's what makes the world go round The ups and downs a carousel Changing people's heads around Go underground young men... People make the world go round... (Instrumental) Refrain But that's what makes the world go round The ups and downs a carousel Changing people's heads around Go underground young men... People make the world go round... |
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