I look into your eyes
Do you see the world as I see?
Dark November skies
the clouds are moving quickly
Seconds passing by
forever disappear
and I wonder awhy
you’re leaving me like this, right here
CHORUS
You don’t have permission
It’s not your decision
Come to bed with me
I’ll make it my mission
my only ambition
is to make you love me
Your hair is getting wet
Let’s go inside
I’ll take your clothes off
There’s an air of no regrets
Whatever happens in Vegas stays in Vegas
Dark clouds will soon be gone
like strangers disappear
My brilliant strategy
will make you mine again
You’ll see
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