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It's almost time for curtain and we still don't know our lines been rehearsing our love in front of empty chairs still haven't been paid a dime opening night is here to stay I still don't know what you're gonna say writer quit to work in carbaret said he couldn't move your feet of clay It's almost time for curtain seats are filling fast recriminations fester from the first row to the last when the lights finally grow dim will you think of him change your character on a whim just to stay in fighting trim if they laugh we'll say it's a comedy ..a drama if they don't crack a smile if they cry we'll call it a tragedy then we'll milk the tears for a while It's almost time for curtain the reviewers are in place lighting man has instructions Songtextethat they're not to see your face your eyes grow like a balloon and no man is immune to the hard luck or the silver spoon and that curtain call is coming soon if they laugh we'll say it's a comedy ..a drama if they don't crack a smile if they cry we'll call it a tragedy then we'll milk the tears for a while It's almost time for curtain and we still don't know our lines been rehearsing our love in front of empty chairs still haven't been paid a dime opening night is here to stay I still don't know what you're gonna say writer quit to work in carbaret said he couldn't move your feet of clay Aus Songtexte Mania