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David Olney – Barrymore Remembers lyrics
Have I ever told you I
was once quite the ladies man My
suits were Italian My
color vermillion My
words soft as satin The
language of love My
life was the movies And
I was the leading man The
dashing romantic With
a touch of the tragic My
profile was perfect And
the language was love Yes
sir, Mr, Barrymore. You
must have been something back then They
must have been wonderful years And
they won't come again Yes
sir Mr, Barrymore. Can
I pour you another The?
women were lovely In
the flickering Hollywood light Of
course there, was Garbo And
Dietrich and Harlow The
look was come hither And
the language was love And
my God the! parties The
nights were as bright as the days The
air smelled like honey The
stars shone like money In
the roar of the twenties The
language was love Yes
sir Mr, Barrymore. You
must have been something back then They
must have been wonderful years And
they won't come again Yes
sir Mr, Barrymore. One
more on the rocks This?
was a gay town As
wild and as free as the night We
lived with abandon We
loved with a passion We
were storybook heroes In
the language of love But
what was I saying Where?
has everyone gone Quickly
bartender Pour
me another Better
make it a double One
more for the road Yes
sir Mr, Barrymore. Are
you sure you can make it alright yes
the bar's closing down Better
call it a night Yes
sir Mr, Barrymore. Let
me call you a cab
was once quite the ladies man My
suits were Italian My
color vermillion My
words soft as satin The
language of love My
life was the movies And
I was the leading man The
dashing romantic With
a touch of the tragic My
profile was perfect And
the language was love Yes
sir, Mr, Barrymore. You
must have been something back then They
must have been wonderful years And
they won't come again Yes
sir Mr, Barrymore. Can
I pour you another The?
women were lovely In
the flickering Hollywood light Of
course there, was Garbo And
Dietrich and Harlow The
look was come hither And
the language was love And
my God the! parties The
nights were as bright as the days The
air smelled like honey The
stars shone like money In
the roar of the twenties The
language was love Yes
sir Mr, Barrymore. You
must have been something back then They
must have been wonderful years And
they won't come again Yes
sir Mr, Barrymore. One
more on the rocks This?
was a gay town As
wild and as free as the night We
lived with abandon We
loved with a passion We
were storybook heroes In
the language of love But
what was I saying Where?
has everyone gone Quickly
bartender Pour
me another Better
make it a double One
more for the road Yes
sir Mr, Barrymore. Are
you sure you can make it alright yes
the bar's closing down Better
call it a night Yes
sir Mr, Barrymore. Let
me call you a cab
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