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Follies( 'Follies' )
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Don't Look At Me
Lyricist:Stephen Sondheim
Ben, it's me Now folks, we bring you Direct from Phoenix Live and in person Sally Durant
Here she is at last Twinkle in her eye Hot off the press Strictly a mess Nevertheless
Hi, Ben No, don't look at me Please, not just yet Why am I here? This it crazy No, don't look at me
I know that face You're trying to place the name Say something, Ben, anything No, don't talk to me
Ben, I forget What were we like? It's so hazy Look at these people Aren't they eerie? Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
Look at this party Isn't it dreary? I'm so glad I came
Can I look now? Yes, it's possible You might be Sally Did you fall asleep at Toscanini broadcasts? Did you eat Baby Ruths for breakfast?
I still do sometimes Oh Ben, you're just the way I knew you'd be You make me feel like I was nineteen And the four of us were going on the town
So, I just look at us Fat, turning gray Still playing games Acting crazy Isn't it awful?
God, how depressing Me, I'm a hundred You, you're a blessing I'm so glad I came What we need is a drink
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