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Sangtekst: Donna Summer. She Works Hard For The Money. Tokyo.

Met this stranger there, so I was
Feeling somewhat scared
When I vacationed in a land that I
Didn't know that well

But all the ladies there were nice
The gentlemen politely out of line
I kept on thinking how I'd like
To spend some time

I couldn't make up my mind, still
Waitin' for the right sign
I was down in Tokyo
Livin' in Hotel Imperial

Met this man, he was something
Very strange
Said he was a spy from somewhere
Else way far away

He told me things about myself that
I could tell nobody else
Passed this message on to me, said
Spirits move in secrecy
I could almost read the man's mind
Waitin' for the right sign

I really wanna know if I'm gonna go
Live my life in Tokyo, live my life in
Tokyo
Tokyo, live my life in Tokyo

He passed this message on to me
Said spirits move in secrecy
A double agent amnesty
An Ian Fleming mystery
I, I know I read the man's mind
I know I got the right sign

I really wanna know if I'm gonna go
Live my life in Tokyo, live my life in
Tokyo
Tokyo, live my life in Tokyo

Live my life in Tokyo, live my life in
Tokyo
Tokyo, live my life in Tokyo