SHE'S A CARNIVAL In the heart of the night She smiles like mardi-gras Spinning in a dizzy haze Her circus head giggles It's a friendly disease Catching colours from the air So with your hands upon the hips Of the dancing flesh She's a carnival And when it's lip to lip In a surprise time kiss She's a carnival Mosaic eye, gypsy eye Glowing as it dazzles She's a portrait of a poison For you to quench your thirst A portrait of a poison...
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