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Been playing Shaftsbury Avenue For a thousand years or maybe two - darlings Done plenty bum gigs in my time But everything's alright now In the mousetrap In the mousetrap We fall in love most every night We're quite ridiculously tight - darlings And yeah I feel some kind of freak Getting killed six times a week In the mousetrap In the mousetrap Songtexte It's nearly half past three Gotta do a matinee I don't understand this game Why everything's the same But as the show go on and on And on and on And on and on and on and on and on And on I know the punters mustn't see How mundane it seems to me - darlings But sometimes I wish I could screw Someone else in Shaftsbury Avenue In the mousetrap In the mousetrap Curtain up - exposition Development of character Plot - unravelling slow Sustaining interest, gathering momentum Till they unmask the killer Then a twist right at the end And it's all over till tomorrow night In the mousetrap In the mousetrap In the mousetrap In the mousetrap In the mousetrap In the mousetrap In the mousetrap In the mousetrap In the mousetrap In the mousetrap Aus Songtexte Mania