Mendream - Bollywood Mescaline
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You chase the sweet mirage of a luxurious life
Bathing in champagne for being a trophy wife
When you’re drunk, what you feel, I’ve been there before
Standing there, at the bar, tripping, sad and sore

I wonder what she’s searching for here in this place
Still I gather myself, I walk up to her and say

You and I
We’re gonna have beautiful children
Beautiful children
Someday

Dancing like we’re making love on the moon
All the dogs howling at us
Tropical flavours she adds to the tune
Money ain’t worth all the fuss

Like a golden antelope she would make every sultan drown in his own gold
But even the wildest can be tamed

You and I
We’re gonna have beautiful children
Beautiful children
Someday