text: Rusted brandy in a diamond glass
  Everything is made from dreams
  Time is made from honey slow and sweet
  Only the fools know what it means
  Temptation, temptation, temptation
  Oh, I cant resist
  Well I know that he is made of smoke
  But Ive lost my way
  He knows that I am broke
  But that I must play
  Temptation, temptation, temptation
  I can resist
  Dutch pink and Italian blue
  He is there waiting for you
  My will has disappeared
  Now my confusions oh so clear
  Temptation, temptation, temptation
  I cant resist