Promenade Lyrics - 1994

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Ten
Apes turn into men
And grapes turn into wine
How we made it to nine
I'll never know

Eight
Man looks for a mate
But fate plays cruel tricks
And seven turns to six
Still he's alone

Along comes number five
Eureka i'm alive
I think therefore i am
A lucky man

Three
From this balcony
The two of us can see
The place where we first met
One wet sunday