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Boys from Brazil.
Champagne,
Desert shore.
Celebrate,
Memorize,
Associate lips with the poor.
Eyes of the world on you.
Boys from Brazil.
Champagne,
Desert Shore.
What can you say,
About anything lost now?
What can you say,
About stolen things too?
Anything's stolen.
Something is lost now.
What can you say,
And how fast can things move?
Boys from Brazil,
Fortune of bird in flight.
Tycoons and whirlwind,
Brings a hush on lover's voice.
Eyes of the world on you.
Boys from Brazil.
Champagne,
Desert shore.
Babies cannot manage,
Lust and ambition.
Babies only speak and ingenious talk.
Babies don't remember,
Chance or up in shame,
Babies cannot manage crocodiles.
Boys from Brazil.
Gentleman and adventure,
Killing Hearts and gentle life.
Spending money in capitals,
Eyes of the world on you.
Not just the boy that's crying wolf now,
Someone else is screaming up at our door.
Not just a body that's crying wolf now,
Eyes of the world on you.
Taking tracks back,
Slip a while back,
In forward moves.
Boys taking tracks back,
Slip a while,
Forward moves,
Forward moves.
Slip a while.
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