"His flying jacket still has her perfume
Memories of the night
Play across his mind
High above the fields of France..."Broadway Hotel "You told the man in the Broadway Hotel Nothing was stranger than being yourself And he replied, with a tear in his eye Love was a rollaway..."Year of the Cat "On a morning from a Bogart movie In a country where they turn back time You go strolling through the crowd like Peter Lorre Contemplating a crime..."|
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