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My last kiss Held my hand Just smoked a little touching me And now you're walkin' out the door No broken china On the floor by the couch No hollow tic to tac To put you on the out You're simply leaving me Not dressed to be alone We brought forth see this coming on Pull out your magic ride For the next man Put on a pretty face You'll always win I see you Up on broadway On and on with some bright young man You keep walking In a different direction And I would wish you well if I had the chance Pull out your magic ride For the next man SongtextePut on a pretty face You'll always win Now do we find Back on the starting line For once in my life I feel that I would be rested I dial you in on the telephone Just to hear that ring beat Put on my coat And walk out that door Went down a different street So pull out your magic ride For the next man Put on a pretty face You'll always win Pull out your magic ride For the next man Put on a pretty face You'll always win Now do we find Back on the starting line For once in my life I feel that I would be rested Aus Songtexte Mania