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Faithfull Marianne Strange Weather

And you know that it's the end When once again we are strangers And the fog comes rolling in. And all over the world Strangers Talk only about the weather

a stranger on this earth. Some people gloom, other folk cry. Me, I have to struggle to keep alive. Ever since the day of my birth I've been a stranger, stranger

I walk along the street of sorrow The boulevard of broken dreams Where gigolo and gigolette Can take a kiss without regret So they forget their broken

Oh I ain't going down I ain't going down Oh, honey to the well no more Oh. And I ain't got nothing Oh, and I can't stand nothing Oh. I ain't going

Love you made me pay an awful price, I tried to gamble with you, but you were using crooked dice. Somebody's gotta suffer, somebody's gotta feel some

And you know that it's the end When once again we are strangers And the fog comes rolling in. And all over the world Strangers Talk only about the weather

Just picture a penthouse way up in the sky With hinges on chimneys for stars to go by A sweet slice of heaven for just you and i When we're alone. From

And you know that it's the end When once again we are strangers And the fog comes rolling in. And all over the world Strangers Talk only about the weather