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Shards of glass cut through my gaze |
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Broken streamers hanging at my legs |
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Drunk and giddy full of fate |
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At the cabaret |
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Smokey stares from the bar |
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Do stray bottles tumble |
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I feel the misty spray |
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What a perfect, perfect day for the cabaret |
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From afar he sees |
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Venus rise overwhelmingly beautiful |
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He sighs the look of love was in her eyes |
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Puts his hand upon her leg |
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Looking closer his lust begins to fade |
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What a drag the queen did say. |
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Could this be a dream i'm in? ( fellini would be proud ) |
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Gluttony enfolds the scene |
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Give them one last round , |
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Shining faces dance away |
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Swinging skirts between the panted legs |
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Kaleidescoping |
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Then shassez in a blink the glasses fly |
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Suddenly joy becomes a fight |
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There they tossed and turned a sight. |
