2HB

Album: Roxy Music (1972)
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  • Oh I was moved by your screen dream
    Celluloid pictures of living
    Your death could not kill our love for you
    Take two people, romantic
    Smoky nightclub situation
    Your cigarette traces a ladder
    Here's looking at you kid
    Celebrate years
    Here's looking at you kid
    Wipe away tears
    Long time, since we're together
    Now I hope it's forever
    Ideal love flies away now
    White jacket, mmm, black tie wings too
    You gave her away to the hero
    Words don't express my meaning
    Notes could not spell out the score
    But finding not keeping's the lesson
    Here's looking at you kid
    Hard to forget
    Here's looking at you kid
    At least not yet
    Your memory stays
    It lingers ever
    Will fade away never Writer/s: BRYAN FERRY
    Publisher: BMG Rights Management
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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