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Cabaret / Money (From 'Cabaret')
Willkommen, bienvenue, welcome! Fremde, etranger, stranger. Gluklich zu sehen, je suis enchante, Happy to see you, bleibe, reste, stay.
Willkommen, bienvenue, welcome Im Cabaret, au Cabaret, to Cabaret
Meine Damen und Herren, Mesdames et Messieurs, Ladies and Gentlemen! Guden Abend, bon soir, We geht's? Comment ca va? Do you feel good? I bet you do! Ich bin euer Confrecier; je suis votre compere... I am you host!
Und sagen Willkommen, bienvenue, welcome Im Cabaret, au Cabaret, to Cabaret
Willkommen, bienvenue, welcome Im Cabaret, au Cabaret, Willkommen, bienvenue, welcome! Fremde, etranger, stranger. (Hello, etranger!) Gluklich, zu sehen, je suis enchante, (Enchante, Madame.) Happy to see you, Bliebe, reste, stay!
Wir sagen Willkommen, bienvenue, welcome Im Cabaret, au Cabaret, to Cabaret
Money makes the world go around The world go around The world go around Money makes the world go around It makes the world go 'round.
(Money money money money money money Money money money money money money Money money money money money money Money money) If you happen To be rich, And you feel like a Night's enetertainment, You can pay for a Gay escapade. If you happen to To be rich, And alone, and you Need a companion You can ring(-ting- A-ling) for the maid. If you happen To be rich And you find you are Left by your lover, Though you moan And you groan Quite a lot, You can take it On the chin, Call a cab, And begin To recover On your fourteen- Carat yacht. Money makes the world go around, The world go around, The world go around, Money makes the world go around, Of that we can be sure. (...) on being poor. (Money money money- money money money Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Money money money- money money money) If you haven't any coal in the stove And you freeze in the winter And you curse on the wind At your fate When you haven't any shoes On your feet And your coat's thin as paper And you look thirty pounds Underweight. When you go to get a word of advice From the fat little pastor He will tell you to love evermore. But when hunger comes a rap, Rat-a-tat, rat-a-tat at the window... (at the window) (Who's there?) (HUNGER) See how love flies out the door... For Money makes The world... ...Go around The world... ...Go around The world... ...Go around That clinking Clanking sound of Money money money money money money Money money money money money money
Get a little, Money money Get a little, Money money A mark, a yen, a buck, or a pound A buck or a pound A buck or a pound Is all that makes the world go around, That clinking clanking sound Can make the world go 'round.
What good is sitting alone in your room? Come hear the music play. Life is a Cabaret, old chum, Come to the Cabaret.
Come taste the wine, Come hear the band. Come blow your horn, Start celebrating; Right this way, Your table's waiting No use permitting some prophet of doom To wipe every smile away. Come hear the music play. Life is a Cabaret, old chum, Come to the Cabaret!
'What good is sitting alone in your room? Come hear the music play. Life is a Cabaret, old chum, Come to the Cabaret.'
And as for me, I made up my mind back in Chelsea, When I go, I'm going like Elsie. Start by admitting From cradle to tomb Isn't that long a stay. Life is a Cabaret, old chum, Only a Cabaret, old chum, And I love a Cabaret!
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