You are a spark, a girl of fire, come, walk with me.
I'll paint you dreams on screens, and feed you frozen glee.
Come, let's wander, let me be your guide,
You, a spark, a girl of fire, walk by my side.
I'll paint you dreams on screens, and feed you frozen glee.
Let's two of us, companions bold, embark on journeys told,
Chocolate whispers, ice swirls free, a story to unfold.
If whistles trail your vibrant form, and eyes begin to yearn,
You'll meet their gaze, a playful storm, a lesson they will learn.
You choose the hearts that you desire, you win them with your grace,
Even heroes, fueled by fire, will fall beneath your face.
Then, boys, by your light, they'll sway,
Their fortunes lost, they'll fade away.
You, a spark, a girl of fire, come, walk with me.
I'll paint you dreams on screens, and feed you frozen glee.
Let's two of us, companions bold, embark on journeys told,
Chocolate whispers, ice swirls free, a story to unfold.
Come, let's wander, let me be your guide,
Come, let's wander, let me be your guide.
One, two, three, four, five, all eyes on me,
Listen close, my brothers, hear my plea.
Whether right or left, the world does yearn,
For silvered dreams, for fortunes to discern.
They chase the wealth, with tails tucked low,
Oblivious to where they'll go.
Contentment's where the magic lies, this secret I impart,
See how little I desire, within my beating heart.
A humble home, a mere five hundred square,
Eight hundred acres, beyond compare.
A modest garage, a space for all,
Nine hundred thousand wheels stand tall.
Seven, eight hundred servants to attend,
And sixteen hundred maids, their duties to extend.
Just two thousand wives, a gentle plight,
And three, four thousand children, shining bright.
Twenty, thirty thousand jeans to wear,
Twenty-five, thirty thousand suits to share.
Three hundred thousand undergarments, a silken tide,
And fifty thousand boots to be your stride.
Forty thousand spectacles, a watchful gaze,
And perfumes, fifty-five thousand ways.
Two hundred thousand hats, a crown so grand.
Hey Raju, begone, move on from here,
Give what love compels, banish all fear.
Thank you, friend, but what is this I see?
One rupee? No, bring a thousand to me!
One rupee? No, bring a thousand now,
Or I'll take back what you bestow.
Give, give, give, oh give with glee!
We'll knock their wheels, and set them free!
Don't you dare to cross our stride,
We're here to brawl, with nothing to hide.
Uninvited, we appear to sing,
With voices cracked, our joy we bring.
We clap our hands, and gather the gain,
Do as we please, no need to restrain.
Even the thugs will tremble and flee,
Don't dare to tangle, or we'll remove your degree.
Give, give, oh yes, give with a sigh!
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