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is the game He had to check her right away, he dead Sam Space, his buddy Archer, to go, he got it She spelt it out, how they know? The 'Fatman' got it, he
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That night, the double crosser got it he was really dim He slipped to Sam a gin Mickey
He woke, the had gone but not his gun They'd a note to lead him on The to find the Maltese Falcon, you bet
Early thirties movies Set to spellbind From Chicago to Hong Via Istanbul the Talking
Dirty rats prohibition Money flowed gangsterism Acting out his in Hollywood's vicinity The best for the best rendition Al he sent to prison
Citizen Kane came fast and quickly Ol' New York Poking fun at superstition, became television Give me Cagney any day or Stewart for President
Or Edward 'G' and all guys Who always shoot between the the eyes, between the eyes Father love, do you work, do you for Mother?
could call and except that, be no other Science as it might, correspond with color Chance is the fruit will what is now the brother Call for total wealth to distribute like a
In black and white, it joy, give it, let it hit you Spoil our existence by extreme to population Father do you work, do you work for Mother? me straight, be the Godfather, be no other
Media give us now give us total movie Now being here, being now, being here One on one to to you Like film stars get close to you
You've mirrored his He wants you so, he to be beside you you pass by giving him the other side of you Like the do
So that every time he moves, he for you Soul and can always see the melting of true love and she This silent night and I, I guess a lonely might see I've seen love on the
I've seen a screen and me-oh How this, how often, this the power of you And so, I must confess I see I'm meant to be there you With you with you you, with you
Silent movies, talkies, Technicolor, long ago My younger ways stand clearer, clearer than my Stardom greats I've closely Closer the nearest heartbeat
Longer that expected, there great Oh love, oh love, just to see on the silver screen, oh my Clark Gable, Fairbanks, O'Sullivan
Fantasy would fill my life and I fantasy so much Did you see in the morning I really talked, yes, I did, to Gods early dawning And I was to be as I am to this day To be you, to be with you