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Look at the world I have conquered, I've won every spin of the wheel. I get everything I go after, They ask me how does it feel. I tell them that I'd trade the moon For a string with an orange balloon, And the days when my only dream Was a dish of vanilla ice-cream. Give me one more chance at the midway, Let me laugh and be gay as a clown, Give me back the world I remember, One more ride on the merry go round. . . . . . . I do my shopping in Paris, My clothes are Balmain and Dior. I have money to buy friends and lovers, Well, isn't that what it's for? But when I go to my bedroom And stare at my hand painted sky I think of a world far behind me, A world that my money can't buy. Give me one more chance at the midway, Letras de cancionesLet me dance with my feet off the ground. Give me back the world I remember, One more ride on the merry go round One more ride on the merry go round [fade out] One more ride on the merry go round (Grazie a Luigi Biagioni per questo testo) From Letras Mania