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There's a place where we hung out At The Sunset Marquis And I miss the way your hand felt Resting on my knee It was one of the few times I didn't want to change a thing And the way the light hit your face just right Was like a movie, a movie And the way you laughed Well it warmed the draft Running through me, through me And I wanna go back to try and unwind A couple is snapping at each other Like dirty old rubber bands While a waitress in a cat suit Is starting to expand I draw a line around your finger Like a wedding band Then I scribble down some poetry On a book of matches Cause I realise I am sitting with One of the finest catches And suddenly in the background it was you Songtexte Playing on that radio Burning on that stereo In the bar at The Sunset Marquis There was a party in my head Where did everybody go? One night in the blue light I sat there all alone And I tried to remember The smell of your coat Then I touched my hand and I Whispered into my own ear, my own ear In the background something familiar Something was so clear, so clear And I realised that it was me Playing on that radio Burning on that stereo In the bar at The Sunset Marquis singing 'bout All the laughs we once had darling Oh the way it felt to me In the bar at The Sunset Marquis Aus Songtexte Mania