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While the symphony played |
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I was starting to fade ' |
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Til I woke with a cymbal crash |
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I turned to my right |
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You were gone, that's all right |
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These Platonic things are a burn |
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I walked out on the street |
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While the big city lights |
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Tried to sell me on a way of life |
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That I was already living |
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Well, a limousine longer than |
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The Golden |
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Gate Bridge |
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Pulled up alongside me at the curb |
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All the glass was blacked out |
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So I knew there was somebody |
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Very important in there |
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Then the door opened up |
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And a blonde in the shadows said, "Get inside." |
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And of course, |
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I got inside [Chorus] |
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Madonna, is that really you |
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Madonna, whatcha gonna do |
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Feelings only you can have |
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Never in the photograph |
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Feelings only you can have |
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Well, she took me back to her penthouse |
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And showed me all of her platinum records |
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And of course there were a lot |
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Then we sat on the sofa |
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And she turned on a classical station |
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But the reception was poor |
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And we sat there and talked |
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And talked a little more |
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And one things led to another |
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As they often do in these situations |
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All the stars are shining tonight for me |
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All the stars are shining tonight glory be [Chorus] |
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In the morning |
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She fixed me a continental breakfast |
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And then she said, "Well, good-bye." |
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And I said, "Can I see you again?" |
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And she said, "No." |
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And I said, "Well, goodbye." |
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And I never told anyone about this ' |
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Cause after all |
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It's none of their business what she or |
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I did |
