z o o r o p a
it could be yours tonight...
better by design
and I have no compass
and I have no map
and I have no reasons
no reasons to get back
and I don't know what's what
and I don't know the limit, the limit of what we got.
don't worry, baby, it's gonna be alright
you got the right shoes to get you through the night
it's cold outside, but brightly lit
get your head out of the mud baby
she's gonna dream up the world she wants to live in
she's donna dream out loud
dream out loud.
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