Lynda's Café

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Lynda’s cafe is closed today,
Everyone’s on the road and everybody got bills to pay.
Who’s lives are running easy?
Such fine a time.
William Hill has passed away.
We’re just as well singin’ songs on the cabaret.
Love songs for the losers so far away.
To be holding on.
Never right or wrong or relied upon,
such fine a time
The captain rests for ever more.
They’ve done away with the bands and polished up those old dance floors.
It’s too bad for the losers so far away
To be holding on
Never right or wrong or relied upon
Such fine a time.
And she cools me like the cold.
she moves me when I’m told it will never be over,
And she’s careful to remind me that well,
Maybe it comes, maybe it goes.
Maybe I’ll hate what tomorrow will know to be old.
She’s an everlasting part of every care I’ll ever know,
and I love the way she is getting older.
Lynda’s cafe is closed today.
Everyones on the road and everybody got bills to pay.
Who’s live’s are running easy?
Such fine a time