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The sequins in your wake find their way, 'cause someone left the lights onAnd the idea is a powerful oneThe sun showers outside and I've found something in the swing hereAn idea whose time had comeAnd now I give you my days, all my daysIt broke open the door, flipping chairs, tipping over tablesReminded why I love this oneGo trip down the lane, take my name, the flashbulbs strobe eurekaLike an idea whose time had comeAnd now I give you my days, all my daysAll of my days offThe sun showers outside and I've found something in the swing hereAn idea whose time had comeThunderbolts will strike where they may, like a drunken masterLike an idea whose time had comeAnd now I give you my days, all my daysAnd all of my days off Aus Songtexte Mania