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Talking by the pool of light, language from America.She puts on the film of him, King is white and in the crowdThey are not a melting pot, say no, say no tapestryShe puts on the film of him, King is white and in the crowdShe takes his hand and she says you'll stayShe's lost in the crowdKingWire them up, fire them upThe life and times, the art and talkWire them up, fire them upThe life and times, the art and talkLovers run camp Africa, Bars in town are civilisedShe puts on the film of him, King is white and in the crowdPanorama, CitylifeYouth's dance proud from the waist downShe puts on the film of him, King is white and in the crowdShot from where the action is, a rhapsody in black and blueShe puts on the film of him, King is white and in the crowdLove lies under western eyes, powerful yet transientShe puts on the film of him, King is white and in the crowd From Letras Mania