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Toyah Willcox
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Cabaret
What good is sitting alone in your room? Come hear the music play. Life is a Cabaret, old chum, Come to the Cabaret. Put down the knitting, The book and the broom. Time for a holiday. Life is Cabaret, old chum, Come to the Cabaret.
Come taste the wine, Come hear the band. Come blow your horn, Start celebrating; Right this way, Your table's waiting No use permitting soem prophet of doom To wipe every smile away. Come hear the music play. Life is a Cabaret, old chum, Come to the Cabaret!
I used to have a girlfriend known as Elsie With whom I shared four sordid rooms in Chelsea She wasn't what you'd call Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com A blushing flower... As a matter of fact She rented by the hour. The day she died the neighbors came to snicker: 'Well, thats what comes from to much pills and liquor.' But when I saw her laid out like a Queen She was the happiest... corpse... I'd ever seen. I think of Elsie to this very day. I'd remember how'd she turn to me and say: 'What good is sitting alone in your room? Come hear the music play. Life is a Cabaret, old chum, Come to the Cabaret.'
And as for me, as for me I made up my mind back in Chelsea, When I go, I'm going like Elsie. Start by admitting From cradle to tomb Isn't that long a stay. Life is a Cabaret, old chum, Only a Cabaret, old chum, And I love a Cabaret!
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