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So were drinking and were dancing |
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And the band is really happening |
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And the johnny walker wisdom running high |
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And my very sweet companion |
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Shes the angel of compassion |
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And shes rubbing half the world against her thigh |
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Every drinker every dancer |
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Lifts a happy face to thank her |
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And the fiddler fiddles something so sublime |
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All the women tear their blouses off |
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The men they dance on the polka-dots |
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And its partner found and partner lost |
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And its hell to pay when the fiddler stops |
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Its closing time |
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Were lonely, were romantic |
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And the ciders laced with acid |
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And the holy spirits crying, wheres the beef? |
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And the moon is swimming naked |
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And the summer night is fragrant |
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With a mighty expectation of relief |
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So we struggle and we stagger |
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Down the snakes and up the ladder |
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To the tower where the blessed hours chime |
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And I swear it happened just like this |
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A sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss |
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The gates of love they budged an inch |
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I cant say much has happened since |
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But closing time |
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I loved you for your beauty |
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But that doesnt make a fool of me |
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You were in it for your beauty too |
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I loved you for your body |
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Theres a voice that sounds like God to me |
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Declaring that your bodys really you |
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I loved you when our love was blessed |
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And I love you now theres nothing left |
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But sorrow and a sense of overtime |
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And I miss you since the place got wrecked |
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By the winds of change and the weeds of sex |
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Looks like freedom but it feels like death |
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It something in betwen, I guess |
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Its closing time |
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Were drinking and were dancing |
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But theres nothing really happening |
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The place is dead as heaven on a saturday night |
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And my very close companion |
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Gets me fumbling gets me laughing |
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Shes a hundred but shes wearing |
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Something tight |
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I lift my glass to the awful truth |
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Which you cant reveal to the ears of youth |
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Except to say it isnt worth a dime |
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And the whole dam place goes crazy twice |
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And its once for the dvil and its once for christ |
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But the boss dont like these dizzy heights |
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Were busted in the blinding lights |
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Of closing time |