Dance music from the corner bar Over dogs barking at
a passing car And your hair tumbles down like sahara gold

Hot night -- streets are full of life Carnival faces
in rembrandt light And your hair tumbles down like sahara gold

Half moon shining through the blind Paints a vision
of a different kind And your hair tumbles down like sahara gold

Wet limbs striped with silver light Locked together
at the centre of the night And your hair tumbles down like sahara gold

Night bloom filling up the room With the salt and musk
of lovers' rich perfume And your hair tumbles down like sahara gold

Animal grins and wild shining eyes Laughing and shouting
we're a hundred storeys high And your hair tumbles down like sahara gold
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