Tom Jones - Cabaret | Текст песни

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What good is sitting alone in your room, come hear the music play
Life is a cabaret, old chum, come to the cabaret

Put down the knitting, the book and the broom, time for a holiday
I said life is a cabaret, old chum, come to the cabaret.

Come taste the wine, come hear the band
Come blow your horn, start celebrating
Right this way, your table's waiting

No use permitting some prophet of doom to wipe every smile away
I said life is a Cabaret, old chum, come to the cabaret
Come taste the wine, come hear the band
Come blow your horn, start celebrating
Right this way, your table's waiting

Start by admitting from cradle to tomb there isn't that long to wait
Life is a cabaret, old chum.


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