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taking in the party he put me down for awhile 100 watts of ambition springing off his smile his lips hooked set to kiss me but he closed up like a fist he's got a fortune in charm and makes a gift out of empty arms but i was sold, i was sold, no one had to convince me bendng over backwards i watched the light burn out his excuses fell like diamonds brilliant, cutting, lost and found he's got a fortune in charm and makes a gift outof empty arms but i was sold, i was sold, no one had to convince me (i don't believe it) (believe it) From Letras Mania