| Oliver Stone, Oliver Stone
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| You really love the movies
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| Oh what a night for dancing with the one you love
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| Sunset hill, sunset hill
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| I really miss those parties
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| Oh what a life we lived then
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| I guess that’s come and gone
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| But somewhere in space
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| Those parties still remain
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| I need to find how that ladder’s climbed
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| I’ll catch a cab from there to witness your premiere
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| From London’s Eye down Venice beach
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| Around the rings of Saturn
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| High over Yale my light sail
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| To find my shimmering dream
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| But somewhere in space
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| There’s a shimmering place
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| I need to find how that ladder’s climbed
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| I’ll catch a cab from there to witness your premiere
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| Oliver Stone, Oliver Stone
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| I fear your sets have vanished
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| Oh paradise, you’re a poltergeist
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| A thing that no one sees
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| But somewhere in space
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| There’s a shimmering place
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| I’m still upset at that worthless tramp
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| For leaving me to die on that winter night |