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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