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With a couple more glasses


If we hang around some more at the bar
On the thirty-first night of December,
Our favourite song might come on again.
The lights might bring out the stars and champagne
And, perhaps, for the last time we shall dance
To Donna Summer's number 'Sweet Romance'.
We'll cling to each other when the song ends,
You between my arms, me locked in your hands.
And we'll whisper into each other's ears
How we want this moment to last many years.

Later we'll hang it like a portrait in our memories,
So Donna can keep on singing while we keep on dancing.

But tonight I'm staring into the glass
Of Brandy and Coke but it is tasteless.
I'm at the corner where we always sit;
It feels strange talking to an empty seat.
Two Face sings about an African Queen;
I'd rather plug my ears and cup my chin.
Disco lights are meant to mimic rainbows;
I am stuck between black and white cameos.
In the flickers a lady begs for a dance,
But my legs are too heavy for pretence.

The moments have become memories and the memories
Have turned into a mausoleum of wishful thinking.

I don't wanna talk about it — How you broke my heart.
I don't wanna think about it — I'm so torn apart.
So I'll stay here just a li'l bit longer,
Hoping this nightmare will soon be over
With a couple more glasses
And a bottle of wishes.

Italicised lines taken from Rod Stewart's ‘I Don't Wanna Talk About It’


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