| Sometimes when your Zorg, hm
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| And I’m your 'Betty Bleu'
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| And we’re singing it close
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| Like, the girls in 'Bellville Rendevous'
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| I wish
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| That we
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| Could somehow freeze the frame
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| But this isn’t the silver screen, no…
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| There’s no pause…
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| No rewind…
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| Time to find out where the story goes
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| Sat hip to hip with the curtains close
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| Watching ourselves 'Au Cinéma'
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| Take our positions as the cameras roll
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| You’ll be the guy, I’ll be the girl
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| Watching ourselves 'Au Cinéma'
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| Now we’ll cut to the girl, alone
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| She’s found on the Brooklyn Bridge
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| And she’s truly at home, home
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| Her step has a whole new spring
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| Big bright lights of the city are shining for her
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| There’s a thirst in her eyes in her eyes and her heart
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| Though she thinks to look back
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| Back, she won’t
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| There’s no pause
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| No rewind
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| No pause
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| No rewind
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| Time to find out where the story goes
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| Sat hip to hip with the curtains close
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| Watching ourselves 'Au Cinéma'
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| Take our positions as the cameras roll
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| You’ll be the guy, I’ll be the girl
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| Watching ourselves 'Au Cinéma' |