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Table for two, but we’re at home
Disconnect the telephone
Dim the lights down very low
Let the smooth jazz record flow
This is our private masquerade
Where all the debts of love are paid

In our private room, world away
Here is where we gonna stay
No prying eyes, just you and me
In total luxury
Champagne bubbles, soft delights
The longest of the nights

The trumpet plays a lonely tune
Beneath the watchful yellow moon
But I am not lonely here
Not when you are drawing near

In our private room, world away
Here is where we gonna stay

Just us...
Private...
Shh.

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