I used to visit all the very gay places
Those come what may places
Where one relaxes on the axis of the wheel of life
To get the feel of life
From jazz and cocktails.
The girls I knew had sad and sullen gray faces
With distingué traces
That used to be there you could see where they'd been washed away
By too many through the day
Twelve o'clock tales.
I used to visit all the very gay places
Those come what may places
Where one relaxes on the axis of the wheel of life
To get the feel of life
From jazz and cocktails.
The girls I knew had sad and sullen gray faces
With distingué traces
That used to be there you could see where they'd been washed away
By too many through the day
Twelve o'clock tales.
And so the new era begins! 
What's this for?
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