The black strapless dress fits just right
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The calendar¡¯s marked 6 Friday night
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She puts on a little makeup
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First time since the break up
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But if she's moving on, she's gonna do it right
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Chorus
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So tell me the story
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of all your past glories
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the lovers, the losers, the friends.
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Spill all your magic,
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the good times, and the tragic
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Tonight will this mystery end?
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When we begin, when we begin.
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His cab driver says, "Here we are."
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It's pouring outside on the boulevard
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But he smiles as he tips him,
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though a nervousness grips him
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He looks up at the place and pulls the door ajar
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Chorus
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She takes one last glance in the mirror
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He shakes himself off on the stairs
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He's fixing up the flowers
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She's looking up at the hour
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They both make a wish for one goodnight kiss
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He's knocking at the door...
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Chorus
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When We Begin
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| Ellis Paul |
