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(Stephen Bishop) |
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It was 1927 |
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Had the world at my feet |
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A pretty girl on each arm |
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My family was so proud of me |
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I built a lot of buildings |
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Tore half of 'em down |
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One by one |
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They all crumbled just like me |
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But like a storm in a teacup |
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Like a smile sent down from heaven |
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Madge, I loved you then and |
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I love you now |
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We ate in the finest restaurants |
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Had the wealthiest friends |
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Most of them are gone now |
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No one left to say, "I knew you when" |
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It seems so long since |
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I've remembered the girl |
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I used to know |
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She never saw any of my money |
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But she watched it come and go |
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Like a storm in a teacup like a smile sent down from heaven |
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Madge I loved you then and |
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I love you now |
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They call this place "Sunnyside" |
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But I ain't seen the sun in a long, long time |
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And my hands don't seem too steady now |
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But they're still holding onto you |
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Madge, she's probably married now in a nice white house and me |
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I just sit here in my room |
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Quiet as a mouse |
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But I got my |
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TV turned up loud |
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I'm not going to hear myself retreat |
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If only I'd have kept her |
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I'd have stayed on my feet |
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Like a storm in a teacup like a smile sent down from heaven |
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Madge I loved you then and |
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I love you now... |
