Dinner with Amelia - John Williams & London Symphony Orchestra

Dinner with Delores Must be some kind of sin Like a Brontosaurus She was packin' it in The first night we dined And by the next time This girl was eatin' all but the tip And by the stroke of midnight She wanted some more (more) Showin' dirty movies Like some kind of whore But she was wastin' her time 'Cause there wasn't a line That would make me come 'round her door Dinner with Delores Must be some kind of sin Her bell's just a-broken (bell's just broken) Since 1984 (Dancin') Dancin' like a white girl (white girl) On disco dirty floors Damn, Delores, pick another subject please Introduce the carpet to something other than your knees Like a real confession No one could be more made up than u Nothin's left for guessin' What a shame (Boo hoo) Boo hoo (Delores) (Delores) I'd call u a friend But it must be a sin And I've run out of cheeks 2 turn Dinner with Delores No more That's the end

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