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In the Arrivederci nightclub, bar and grill
Standing in the fiberglass ruins, watching time stand
All troubles you confess to another, faceless, backless dress
Schnapps, Chianti, and Ouzo
Pernod, vodka, sambuca, I you so

Tatty talking in riddles
Rome down, everybody's on the fiddle
Two thousand dollars for wife and class
A thousand years drowned in a glass

How I that she was mine
I have been a King in Six Eight Time
Schnapps, Chianti, Porter and
Pernod, vodka, sambuca, I you so

It's a brittle charm but had enough
Still she her number on his paper cuff
You don't know where to start or to stop
All this talk is nothing more than talking shop

I came here tonight, my pockets were overflowing
They my return ticket without me even knowing
I pray to the saints and all the
For the life of Frank Sinatra

But none of these things have to pass
In America, the law is a of ass
I'm a