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Crazy night bordello's in the heart of town |
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Me in my tuxedo you a pretty gown |
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Now you're nestling down under another's wing |
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I forgot to take accountings for the shape of things. |
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We danced away the orchestra played on and on |
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The last waltz came around and then we'd head for home |
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Now you're nestling down under another's wing |
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I forgot to take accountings for the shape of things |
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Loneliness it held me in its tiny frozen clutch |
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I'd walk the streets of the city |
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Or I'd catch the midnite bus |
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I'd walk the darkened alleys |
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Held by the city lights, |
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Neon signs above my eyes |
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Repeat the same phrase twice, the same phrase. |
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Your eyes were warm we stood beneath the harbour lights |
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A foghorn whistle moaned and stole away the night |
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Now you're nestling down under another's wing |
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I forgot to take accountings for the shape of things |
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I didn't see it coming through those tender days |
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Like smoke caught in the wind you left me all ablaze |
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Now you're nestling down under another's wing |
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I forgot to take accountings for the shape of things. |