She’ll hand to you a stick of sandalwood
A little smile and then she’ll disappear
Back into a crowd of happy people
Looking like they never came from here
Strange thing, gathering of tribes
A Macedonian and a pilot comes
A’ laughing at a German jest or joke
A friendly motorcycle angel comes
To sit and talk awhile and share a smoke
Pretty little whirling butterfly
All the prettiest girls go dancing by
Caught up in the sound of talking drums
Lost herself out in the wheel of sound
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