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Paroles: Universal Poplab. Fire.

Stranger stories have been told.
Head is hot but body cold.
Chills keep wandering down my spine.
All that's yours has to be mine.

'Cause it's you, who makes the whole world turn around.
You, who makes the whole world turn around.
So come on baby brace yourself I'm moving up to catch your fire.

Stranger stories have been told.
Body's young but night is old.
Chills keep wandering down my spine.
All that's yours has to be mine.

'Cause it's you, who makes the whole world turn around.
You, who makes the whole world turn around.
So come on baby brace yourself I'm moving up to catch.
So come on baby brace yourself I'm moving up to catch your fire.

'Cause it's you, who makes the whole world turn around.
You, who makes the whole world turn around.
(You who makes the whole world turn around.)
'Cause it's you, who makes the whole world turn around.
(You who makes the whole world turn around.)
You who makes the whole world turn around.
(You who makes the whole world turn around.)

So come on baby brace yourself I'm moving up to catch.
So come on baby brace yourself I'm moving up to catch your fire.