They tell me, I'm the man of the hour.
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--Champagne, all around
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It's been so long since I've been alone…
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Sometimes, it gets me down.
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And you, You're pretty as a picture
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And I don't even know your name
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But I sure would like to meet you…
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Why don't you see the show again.
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I've been singin' these love songs forever
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Sometimes the words don't make much sense
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So I'm living it all through the music
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Using last nights compliments
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I've been playing for thousands of people
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Sometimes, it just never ends.
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But the look in your eyes feels so good to me
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Why don't you see the show again.
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God knows, there's not much I can say
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I don't have time for love in my life
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But if I ever thought, about changin' my mind
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It might be with you, tonight.
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I've been on the road, for so many weeks now
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And I'm losin' track of time…
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Tryin' to make ev'ryone happy
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I wonder what's really mine.
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And you, You're pretty as a picture
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And I don't even know your name
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But I sure would like to meet you…
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Why don't you see the show again.
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(Why Don't You) See The Show Again
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| Barry Manilow |
