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Her sister didn't really at all Confusion, he His led to the Fatman To the friends of Mr. Cairo
That night, the crosser got it right he was really dim He slipped to Sam a gin Finn
He woke, the boys had but not his gun They'd a note to lead him on The chase to find the Falcon, you bet
Early thirties gangster Set to population From Chicago to Hong Via the Talking Tong
Dirty rats prohibition Money through gangsterism Acting out his in Hollywood's vicinity The part for the best rendition Al Capone he sent to
Citizen Kane fast and quickly conquerin' Ol' New York fun at superstition, media became television Give me any day or Jimmy Stewart for President
Or 'G' and all those guys Who always shoot between the Between the eyes, the eyes love, do you work, do you work for Mother?
Chances call and except that, be no other Science as it might, correspond with color Chance is the fruit will outlive what is now the Call for wealth to distribute like a picture
In and white, give it joy, give it, let it hit you Spoil our existence by extreme gift to Father love do you work, do you for Mother? Tell me straight, be the Godfather, be no
Media Kings give us now give us total Now being here, being now, here believing One on one to to you Like film stars get close to you
You've his appeal He wants you so, he wants to be you Then you by giving him the other side of you Like the do
So that every he moves, he moves for you Soul and light can always see the of true love and she This silent night and I, I guess a lonely might see I've seen on the screen
I've seen a screen goddesses and How this, how often, this the power of you And so, I must confess I see I'm meant to be with you With you with you With you, you
Silent movies, talkies, Technicolor, long ago My younger stand clearer, clearer than my footprints Stardom greats I've followed Closer the nearest heartbeat
Longer that expected, there were Oh love, oh love, just to see on the silver screen, oh my Clark Gable, Fairbanks, Maureen
Fantasy would my life and I love fantasy so much Did you see in the morning I really talked, yes, I did, to early dawning light And I was to be as I am to this day To be you, to be with you