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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
Her didn't really live at all Confusion, he His led to the Fatman To face the of Mr. Cairo
That night, the double crosser got it Pretending he was dim He to Sam a double gin Finn
He woke, the boys had but not his gun They'd left a to lead him on The chase to find the Falcon, you bet
thirties gangster movies Set to population Chicago to Hong Kong Via Istanbul the Talking
rats through prohibition Money flowed gangsterism Acting out his in Hollywood's vicinity The best part for the rendition Al Capone he sent to
Citizen came fast and quickly conquerin' Ol' New York Poking fun at superstition, media became Give me Cagney any day or Jimmy Stewart for
Or Edward 'G' and all those Who shoot between the eyes Between the eyes, between the Father love, do you work, do you for Mother?
Chances could and except that, be no other Science as it might, correspond with color is the fruit will outlive what is now the brother Call for total wealth to like a picture
In and white, give it joy, give it, let it hit you our existence by extreme gift to population Father love do you work, do you work for me straight, be the Godfather, be no other
Media Kings give us now us total movie Now being here, being now, being believing One on one to to you Like stars they get close to you
You've his appeal He wants you so, he to be beside you Then you pass by giving him the side of you the mystics do
So that every he moves, he moves for you Soul and can always see the melting of true love and she This silent and I, I guess a lonely mind might see I've seen love on the
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 golden movies, talkies, Technicolor, ago My younger ways stand clearer, clearer my footprints Stardom greats I've followed Closer than the nearest
that expected, there were great Oh love, oh love, just to see on the silver screen, oh my Clark Gable, Fairbanks, Maureen
Fantasy would fill my and I love fantasy so much Did you see in the light? I really talked, yes, I did, to Gods early light And I was privileged to be as I am to day To be you, to be with you