‘Darling, you were wonderful, you really were quite good
I enjoyed it, though, of course, no one understood
a word of what was going on, they didn’t have a clue
They couldn’t understand your sense of humour like I do’
You’re much too kind
I smiled with murder on my mind
Yesterday, when I was mad
and quite prepared to give up everything
admitting I don’t believe
in anyone’s sincerity and that’s what’s really got to me
‘You have a certain quality which really is unique
Expressionless, such irony, although your voice is weak
It doesn’t really matter ’cause the music is so loud
Of course it’s all on tape but no one will find out’
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