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Last night these two bouncers And one of em's alright, the other one's the scary one And his way or no way, totalitarian He's got no time for you, looking
After eight, a rendezvous with Kate She works late, I've had a hard day watching color TV After nine, I plan a tease, then dine Tonight I'll tell her
Livin' in my dreamworld, mem'ries of yesteryear Visions of Garbo, that old piano Those golden years are right here (I love 'em) Livin' in my dreamworld
to Why don't you go where fashion sits? Puttin' on the ritz, puttin' on the ritz Puttin' on the ritz, puttin' on the ritz Downtown, uptown, get your kicks at the Ritz
My God, you fly thousands of miles to get some sun And it's rainin' cats and dogs! Typical tropical, I go on vacation and Mother Nature gives up on me
(What we're gonna do?, What we're gonna do?) (Gonna do, what? Gonna do, what?) (Hey, hey, what we're gonna do, what we're gonna do? C'mon) (C'mon, c'mon
and you don't know Where to go to, why don't you go Where fashion sits? Puttin' on the Ritz Puttin' on the Ritz, puttin' on the Ritz Puttin' on the Ritz
Mad, it`s so wild, it`s so sick ,it`s out of sight' Man has dared to play about with life Tell me what goes on in labs and surgeries New test tube mothers
Winchester Cathedral You're bringin' me down You stood there and watched as My baby left town You could've done something But you didn't try You didn
Hold me close and hold me fast The magic spell you cast This is la vie en rose When you kiss me, Heaven sighs And tho I close my eyes I see la vie en
Heaven, I'm in heaven And my heart beats so that I can hardly speak And I seem to find the happiness I seek When we're out together dancing cheek to cheek
You are my lucky star I saw you from afar Two lovely eyes, at me they were beamin', gleamin' I was star-struck You're all my lucky charms I'm lucky in
It was the Hotel Ritz down in Madrid Spain she fell in love with the Prince of Pain Head over heels she was lost again and all her daddy's money couldn
Dad and I In a field A light, white, spinning noise In my ear Sleepy again How can it be? Slept forever yesterday This room has a spell Cast over me
t you go where Harlem flits? Putting' on the Ritz Spangled gowns upon the bevy of high browns From down the levy, all misfits, putting' on the Ritz That
go to Why don't you go where fashion sits? Puttin' on the Ritz Different types who wear a day coat Pants with stripes and cutaway coat Perfect fits Puttin' on the Ritz
[Music by Tiedemann.Bartsch-August 2000] [Poems by Bartsch-November 1996] Ich bin nicht nur eine Farbe sondern letztlich Siebzehn und Drei als elfte
