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When I was young,
way back in Sicily
you should have seen me
My hair then was long
There was this one young man
who always came around
and gave me this ribbon of velvet brown

Waiting for Valentino
His dark eyes lock on mine
Waiting for Valentino

Then you did what you were told
Married a cousin I didn t know
He d fallen in love with my photograph
Oh why, worked harder then I could bare
and he never seemed to care
I bore his only son at the end of that year

There is a place I can slip away to
out in the desert of sand and dune
My she s tan; she looks like a mirage
Someday I ll escape there like Scherazade

Waiting for Valentino
His dark eyes lock on mine
Waiting for Valentino
To carry me off through time

I had lived long as I can
Made three generations American
Now my daughter takes my hand
and whispers to me

There is a place I can slip away to
out in the desert of sand and dune
My she s tan; she looks like a mirage
Someday I ll escape there like Scherazade

Waiting for Valentino
His dark eyes lock on mine
Waiting for Valentino
To carry me off through time
To carry me off through time
To carry me off through time
To carry me off through time

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Hey you ! Come on here on the floor
And let s rock some more
Come on here on the floor
Honey lets rock some more, yeah.
Now when you get out here don t cha have no fear
Put your hand on your hip
And let your backbone flip and work out.
Mama, mama move up, party move back
Shuffle to the left, wobble to the right
Now it s plain to see you re a heading for me
But it s a natural fact, huh, I like that so work out.
Work it baby work out, honey work out
Work out baby, workout baby work out, work it baby work.
Shout until it s jumped out, work it baby work out.
Work out, work out, work out, work out, work all night long.
Round and round and round and round we go...
Round and round I know. Don t you know, don t you know,
Round and round we go where we stop nobody knows
Yeah ! The band is swinging on the stand
We re moving in, we re moving out
People stop right now, here s a dance with a shout so work out.
Now when I tell you to shout I want you to jump at it.

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My baby don t care for shows
My baby don t care for clothes
My baby just cares for me
My baby don t care for cars and races
My baby don t care for high-tone places

Brad Pitt is not his style
And even Jennifer Aniston s smile
Is somethin he can t see
My baby don t care who knows
My baby just cares for me

Baby, my baby don t care for shows
And he don t even care for clothes
He cares for me
My baby don t care
For cars and races
My baby don t care for
He don t care for high-tone places

George Clooney is not his style
And even Queen Latifah s smile
Is something he can t see
Is something he can t see
I wonder what s wrong with baby
My baby just cares for
My baby just cares for
My baby just cares for me

And now I d like 2 turn your heart 2 a tale of sheer delight
A song of adulation, love and fear
No one loved him better, no one better sacrificed
She gave her angels that summer night

Fate as she designed it took her...

Czy bezsilnie patrzeć mam
Na grożącą rzeź, ach nie
Orle, w przestrzeń unieś mnie
Góro, daj mi twardość skał
Dobre duchy, złączcie się
Sprawcie, żeby cud się stał

Jak złowieszczo werble grzmią
Czy miłości mojej kres znaczą werble,
Które dziś...
... grzmią?

Nie! ...

Czas już nie jest nasz
Wstrzymał oddech świat
Wypadła z rąk bezpieczna nić
Co plotła życia nam

Jak mamy żyć dla siebie ?
Oszukać śmierć dla siebie ?
Jak ?

Nie ma dla nas szans
Tak ktoś powiedział za nas
Świat, który rodził nas
Dziś umrzeć ma na rękach nam

Kto chce być nieśmiertelny ?
Kto chce być nieśmiertelny ?
Kto ?
Kto chce...

Gęsty las, a ja scieżki znam
wilczych praw kodeks piszę sam
Bingo, mówia o mnie tu od lat
Nie wiem sam skąd to znam
i w mętnej wodzie sobie radzę
inni drapią, ja uderzam tylko raz

ref.
No powiedz mi
czy...

Gyere már, úgy ráz a hideg, de
ahogy hozzám érsz, úgy sistereg.
S ahogy a fogaidat érzem a vállamon
Valami érkezik láthatatlan szárnyakon.
Emlékek nincsenek, csak fényképek a szélben
Libegnek valahol, mint zörejek az éjben.

Szerelem, utolsó vérig
Szeretlek az utolsó percig
Én azt hiszem, én úgy tudom
Én még megtalálhatom
Szerelem, utolsó vérig
Akarom az utolsó cseppig
Én azt hiszem, én...