.She was dressed like Garbo, I was??? Mon Ami???
She picked??? an ashtray???, she took my glass and said, "Have one on me"
I dreamed of this first meeting but blew it from the start
The corner stone of all that's wrong, would play a loud part
'Cause nothing's gonna work out right, not.
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