The revolving door
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I'm stuck in it, my love
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Your cold cold heart that never opens
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And never tires
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What chance do I have?
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Your meteor shower, my love
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Did you want to wish on some lucky star
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Or did you just want to watch them fall
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And burn out
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What chance do I have?
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Your disappearing act my love
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That's an old stand by
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And I just want your touch
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To never tire
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What chance do I have?
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The Revolving Door
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| American Music Club |
