Lush Life (Album Version)-Molly Johnson
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[al:Lucky]
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[00:00.00]Lush Life (Album Version) - Molly Johnson
[00:05.89]I used to visit all the very gay places
[00:09.48]
[00:12.63]Those come what may places
[00:13.87]
[00:17.12]Where one relaxes on the axis of the wheel of life
[00:21.26]
[00:23.02]To get the feel of life
[00:25.24]
[00:28.03]From jazz and cocktails
[00:29.55]
[00:35.45]The boys I knew had sad and sullen gray faces
[00:39.25]
[00:41.12]With distant gay traces
[00:42.73]
[00:45.85]That used to be there you could see where
[00:48.58]They'd been washed away
[00:49.70]
[00:51.61]By too many through the day
[00:53.40]
[00:55.96]Those twelve o'clock tales
[00:57.74]
[01:02.79]Then you came along with your siren song
[01:07.83]
[01:09.32]To tempt me to madness
[01:11.24]
[01:16.59]I thought for a while that your poignant smile
[01:21.96]
[01:23.42]Was tinged with the sadness
[01:25.50]
[01:27.30]Of a great love for me
[01:32.00]
[01:36.96]I was wrong
[01:39.40]
[01:44.73]Again
[01:45.00]
[01:46.86]I was so wrong
[01:47.93]
[01:55.06]Life is lonely again
[01:58.32]
[02:00.03]And only last year everything seemed so sure
[02:06.28]
[02:10.97]Now life is awful again
[02:14.82]
[02:15.98]A trough full of parts could only be a bore
[02:22.55]
[02:27.00]A week in Paris will ease the bite of it
[02:33.49]
[02:36.40]All I care is to smile in spite of it
[02:42.95]
[02:45.15]I'll forget you I will
[02:47.78]
[02:49.22]While yet you are still burning inside my brain
[02:56.30]
[03:00.35]Romance is mush
[03:02.98]
[03:04.04]Stifling those who strive
[03:06.65]
[03:09.61]I'll live a lush life in some small dive
[03:15.53]
[03:17.38]And there I'll be while I rot with the rest
[03:23.83]
[03:25.60]Of those whose lives are lonely too
[03:32.18]
[04:43.59]Romance is mush
[04:46.76]
[04:48.07]Stifling those who strive
[04:51.02]
[04:53.77]I'll live a lush life in some small dive
[05:00.12]
[05:03.83]And there I'll be while I rot with the rest
[05:10.60]
[05:14.56]Of those whose lives are lonely too
[ar:Molly Johnson]
[al:Lucky]
[by:]
[offset:0]
[00:00.00]Lush Life (Album Version) - Molly Johnson
[00:05.89]I used to visit all the very gay places
[00:09.48]
[00:12.63]Those come what may places
[00:13.87]
[00:17.12]Where one relaxes on the axis of the wheel of life
[00:21.26]
[00:23.02]To get the feel of life
[00:25.24]
[00:28.03]From jazz and cocktails
[00:29.55]
[00:35.45]The boys I knew had sad and sullen gray faces
[00:39.25]
[00:41.12]With distant gay traces
[00:42.73]
[00:45.85]That used to be there you could see where
[00:48.58]They'd been washed away
[00:49.70]
[00:51.61]By too many through the day
[00:53.40]
[00:55.96]Those twelve o'clock tales
[00:57.74]
[01:02.79]Then you came along with your siren song
[01:07.83]
[01:09.32]To tempt me to madness
[01:11.24]
[01:16.59]I thought for a while that your poignant smile
[01:21.96]
[01:23.42]Was tinged with the sadness
[01:25.50]
[01:27.30]Of a great love for me
[01:32.00]
[01:36.96]I was wrong
[01:39.40]
[01:44.73]Again
[01:45.00]
[01:46.86]I was so wrong
[01:47.93]
[01:55.06]Life is lonely again
[01:58.32]
[02:00.03]And only last year everything seemed so sure
[02:06.28]
[02:10.97]Now life is awful again
[02:14.82]
[02:15.98]A trough full of parts could only be a bore
[02:22.55]
[02:27.00]A week in Paris will ease the bite of it
[02:33.49]
[02:36.40]All I care is to smile in spite of it
[02:42.95]
[02:45.15]I'll forget you I will
[02:47.78]
[02:49.22]While yet you are still burning inside my brain
[02:56.30]
[03:00.35]Romance is mush
[03:02.98]
[03:04.04]Stifling those who strive
[03:06.65]
[03:09.61]I'll live a lush life in some small dive
[03:15.53]
[03:17.38]And there I'll be while I rot with the rest
[03:23.83]
[03:25.60]Of those whose lives are lonely too
[03:32.18]
[04:43.59]Romance is mush
[04:46.76]
[04:48.07]Stifling those who strive
[04:51.02]
[04:53.77]I'll live a lush life in some small dive
[05:00.12]
[05:03.83]And there I'll be while I rot with the rest
[05:10.60]
[05:14.56]Of those whose lives are lonely too
