The Music Lovers

Feeling fine, but it must be the wine
 'Cause it's April 27th and my baby's still dying on me
 We stole a gondola to sea
 And ditched the chaperones on jewel-encrusted roans
 Who called us unprofessional
 Deep down they knew
 Oh, that we were the music lovers
 People say they just didn't want it enough
 Here, the people say they just didn't want it enough
 Oh, but we were the music lovers
 People say they just didn't want it enough
 Hear the people say they just didn't want it enough
 The time of your lives has been had
 And your wives have been bad
 And, look, the private sector's not denied you for the last time
 They're saying those grapes go rotten on the vine
 Oh, but once we were the music lovers
 People say they just didn't want it enough
 Here, the people say they just didn't want it enough
 Oh, but we were the music lovers
 People say they just didn't want it enough
 Hear the people say they just didn't want it enough
 Sister, the world cannot hold us
 Brother
 You can go your own way
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