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In a city lost in time |
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Somewhere sordid and sublime |
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We met over a gin and lime |
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One rainy evening |
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Survivors clinging to the mast |
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Trying to make the moment last just |
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Two people way past their prime |
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And how it shows |
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So come over here for some romance |
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And dance with me like it's the last dance |
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And come home with me, won't you come home with me |
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This is our last chance for love |
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You thought you looked like |
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Carol White |
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Bleached hair piled upon your head but |
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You looked more like a lady of the night |
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InsteadIn your see-through plastic mac |
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Homage to cheap sixties tack you're |
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So far out you're on your way back in |
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AgainI've wasted too many chances |
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On small ads and |
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Internet romances |
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So come home with me |
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Won't you come home with me? |
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This is our last chance for love |
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I toyed with a cigarette |
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Trying to look aloof and sexy |
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But I couldn't see for the smoke |
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In my eyes |
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Ok, I have a shaky limp and |
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Dress a little like a pimp but |
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After your drink |
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I'll still look ok |
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In a good light |
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I had some dreams where did they all go? |
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Gone with my years, nothing left to show |
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So come home with me |
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Won't you come home with me? |
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This is our last chance for love |
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Come home with me |
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Won't you come home with me? |
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This is our last chance for romance |
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Our last chance |
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Come home with me |
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Won't you come home with me? |
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This is our last chance for love |
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This is our last chance |
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This is our last chance for |
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Last chance for |
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Last chance for love |
