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It was on a Carnival night
I lost myself in the street
I want to know your name
Strange thing
That gives me

And let it happen
I like being your mystery
Lipstick, red clothes
Sex, and there's the Moon

And let it happen
I like being your mystery
Lipstick, red clothes
Sex, and there's the Moon

Let me
Bite those lips
Show me that you have malice
Come from far away, provoke me
Hey, let's lose ourselves

And let it happen
I like being your mystery
Lipstick, red clothes
Sex, and there's the Moon

And let it happen
I like being your mystery
Lipstick, red clothes
Sex, and there's the Moon

Moon
Moon