No more nights in the flat
In the flat above the
you gave me a chance at the palais de danse
A svelte young man, eighteen lovers to his name.
Well if
19 you're only 19 for God's sake,
Oh, you don't
Give me a good film noir and a bottle of
another weekend without makeup
another evening to myself
well, i guess that
I retire to bed early most nights
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