So many hearts, so many years, so many people in this vale of tears,
But there is one you will meet again, in this endless duet of the dance,
Then the carriages come and the ladies descend with their ...
When the french maids cigarette turns
burns like a boiling tapeworm
(that was really something baby,
that was really something baby)
When the chandeleers shatter,
your guest's gowns turn to tatte ...