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Elevator operator |
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Look at me and smile a weary smile |
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You know my face could easily decieve |
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The wisest of them all |
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Are you going to the penthouse |
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Or the condo that lies just beyond the chapel doors |
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He just smiled and softly told me no |
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I'm going to the bottom |
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Chorus: |
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I'm going all the way down |
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To the bottom |
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So turn the music up real high |
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And let the sweetest benedictine liquor flow |
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No need to worry about tomorrow |
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Cause you're not here |
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I'm going all the way down |
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To the bottom |
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Rainy streets, Wet memory |
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Find a place inside to pass the time |
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The doug serves up my brandy and I drink |
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And pray your picture fades |
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You dressed in black |
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You turned your back |
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On the only heart that ever loved you so |
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The bells rang on the day you died |
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I'm headin to the bottom |
