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Grand Old Paris
Light the streets up like old gay Paris Hear the songs they play for you and me My weary stood stock still, stock still While our hips swayed with their own free-will
Lands deserted by crushing blue blows Are nothing like the sight of your silver clothes We won't dance again, my dear, I fear But the music plays when we're near, you're near
And please forgive these hands of mine For the tremble and untwine All the knots I've bonded to The steps that we once knew Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
Shake your locks free and bow your boughs Down falls the canopy of your silvered crown Age don't mean a thing, my dear, I fear As long as music plays when we're near, you're near
Strike the band up and play on, play on Lighter now with the soft spoken dawn My weary heart beat, in time, in tune Until the music stopped and Our dance did too
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