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    Here is the preceding part of that first verse:

    "When I think of those East End lights,
    muggy nights,
    The curtains drawn in the little room downstairs,
    Prima Donna lord you really should have been there,
    Sitting like a princess,
    perched in her electric chair"

    (think 1970s and big glasses)

    All that is gold does not glitter.

    by 3Suns on Tue Sep 09, 2008 at 04:49:14 PM EST

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