| Remember me, tenderly
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| Show me to the bar
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| Champagne please, half empty
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| Don’t fool around, remember where you are
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| Tell them to keep the cameras rolling
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| Tell them to keep the champagne flowing
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| Going nowhere, going nowhere
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| Tell them to keep their bed of roses
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| I guess I hoped you might have noticed
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| Going nowhere, going nowhere
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| Going nowhere
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| Strangers meet
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| On winding streets
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| They don’t fool around
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| With matters of the heart
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| Tell them to keep the cameras rolling
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| Tell them to keep the champagne flowing
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| Going nowhere, going nowhere
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| Tell them to keep their bed of roses
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| I guess I hoped you might have noticed
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| Going nowhere, I’m just going nowhere
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| Cause it’s a long way down from the mountain to the ground
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| And it’s a long way there, going nowhere
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| Going nowhere, going nowhere
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| Oh, it’s a long way down from the mountain to the ground
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| And it’s a long way there, going nowhere, nowhere fast
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| You’ll kick the chair and swing living in the state you’re in
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| Oh, it’s a long way there, going nowhere
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| Going nowhere, so unaware |