作曲 : Tom Barman & Rudy Trouvé
"This elevator only takes one down", she said
"This place, this hotel lounge
It's my daily bread
But I'm underfed"
He asked, "Are you living in the night?
'Cause I can tell you have a lousy imagination
And as a matter of speaking I hate this situation
But it happens to be one of my picking"
'Cause it's so hard
To keep the dream alive
'Cause if it all comes down to this
How will
You move me, you move me
You move me round and round, I guess
Take it back, your analogue
It's on the other side of this
You move me, you move me
You move me round and round, I guess
Take it back, your analogue
It's on the other side of this
'Cause if it all comes down to this
How will
And then she said, "Have another cigarette"
I tend to forget
I hoisted the flag but it keeps hanging down
You know this place, this hotel lounge
It's my life, it's my choice
And I'm in love
With Ricky Lee Jones' voice"
'Cause it's so hard
To keep the dream alive
And if it all comes down to this
How will
You move me, you move me
You move me round and round, I guess
Take it back, your analogue
It's on the other side of this
You move me, you move me
You move me round and round, I guess
Take it back, your analogue
It's on the other side of this
You move me, you move me (how will glamour survive)
You move me round and round, I guess (how will glamour survive)
Take it back, your analogue
It's on the other side of this
You move me, you move me (how will glamour survive)
You move me round and round, I guess (how will glamour survive)
Take it back, your analogue
It's on the other side of this
You move me, you move me
You move me round and round, I guess
Take it back, your analogue
It's on the other side of this
And if it all comes down to this
"This elevator only takes one down", she said
"This place in this same old town"
Do you see that man
In the left-hand corner?
Do you see that woman?
Their love-story's famous