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Ball-Gorrie |
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When they bring down the curtain |
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Everybody's gonna think it's over |
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In the back of my mind I know |
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It's only the start of the show |
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When they bring down the curtain |
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That's when my troubles begin |
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When it gets to you, girl, |
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That's the hardest part to win. |
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Sitting here in my room backstage |
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With only my thoughts to keep me company |
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Read the script again from an empty page |
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Still I see your face in front of me |
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But I can't let this feeling take over |
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I've got to go out and play my part |
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No one else realises |
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I'm doing it all with an aching heart tonight |
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The houselights dim and the show has begun |
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All the lines seem to flow so easily |
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People laugh but I can't join the fun |
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All my words just echo back at me |
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Still I go through the motions |
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Tell a joke, pull a funny face |
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No one else has a notion |
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I've lost someting that I can't replace tonight |
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When they bring down the curtain |
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Everybody's gonna think it's over |
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In the back of my mind I know |
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It's only the start of the show |
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When they bring down the curtain |
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That's when my troubles begin |
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When it gets to you, girl, |
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That's the hardest part to win. |
