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Dark hair and midnight eyes |
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She's looking like it's 1995 |
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And while my steps are made of stone |
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Hers are light in airing sky |
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Ooh, she's looking for something |
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She's spinning and circling |
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She's reckless, she's pining |
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And she's lost, lost, lost |
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In the morning, dressed for night |
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Gypsy red, flight |
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Another city calls her name |
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Where her darkened clan awaits |
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Ooh, she's looking for something |
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She's spinning and circling |
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She's reckless, she's pining |
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And she's lost, lost, lost |
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D-E-S-I-R-E, can you hear it calling? |
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D-E-S-I-R-E, can you hear it calling? |
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D-E-S-I-R-E, can you hear it calling? |
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D-E-S-I-R-E, can you hear it calling? |
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Oh, can you hear it calling? |
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