Besedila: Elton John. Songs From The West Coast. Original Sin.

Oh, it's carnival night and they're stringing the lights around you
Hanging paper angels, painting little devils on the roof
Oh the furnace wind is a flickering of wings about your face
In a cloud of incense yeah, it smells like Heaven in this place

I can't eat, can't sleep, still I hunger for you when you look at me
That face, those eyes all the sinful pleasures deep inside

Tell me how, you know now, the ways and means of getting in
Underneath my skin, oh you were always my original sin
And tell me why, I shudder inside, every time we begin
This dangerous game, oh you were always my original sin

A dream will fly the moment that you open up your eyes
A dream is just a riddle, ghosts from every corner of your life
Up in the balcony all the Romeo's are bleeding for your hand
Blowing theater kisses reciting lines they don't understand

I can't eat, can't sleep, still I hunger for you when you look at me
That face, those eyes all the sinful pleasures deep inside

Tell me how, you know now, the ways and means of getting in
Underneath my skin, oh you were always my original sin
And tell me why, I shudder inside, every time we begin
This dangerous game, oh you were always my original sin

Tell me how, you know now, the ways and means of getting in
Underneath my skin, oh you were always my original sin
Tell me why, I shudder inside, every time we begin
This dangerous game, oh you were always my original sin