| Listen my friend
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| Better gimme your hand
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| Now it’s time that we both think it over
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| If you say it’s all right
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| I will see you tonight
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| For the last time and then I’m a soldier
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| I remember the day, in that little cafe
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| How we moved to the beat of a tango
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| And tonight there’s a chance
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| For a very last dance
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| And tomorrow the guns will be waiting
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| I hope you make it your way
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| Is the last thing I’ll say
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| So put on your make-up and say it’s all right
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| If you wanna be there, I’ll make it in time
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| For tonight if you wake up
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| You don’t have to hide
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| So put on your make-up, 'till the morning light
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| Well, listen my friend
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| I wanna give you my hand
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| For tomorrow it all will be over
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| I will be there tonight
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| All alone at your side
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| For the last time we do the fandango
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| Oh, we make it your way
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| It’s the last thing I’ll say
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| So put on your make-up and say it’s all right
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| If you wanna be there, I’ll make it in time
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| For tonight if you wake up
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| You don’t have to hide
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| So put on your make-up, 'till the morning light
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| So put on your make-up and say it’s all right
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| If you wanna be there, I’ll make it in time
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| For tonight if you wake up
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| You don’t have to hide
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| So put on your make-up, 'till the morning light |