See the girl on the stage? Her hair in a golden twist, her face made up like pearly porcelain. She sings like she knows something secret. You know a dance with Lady Cabaret cures the blues. Not that it matters.
A hundred years from now, the perfume will be gone from the room, and our names will be forgotten.
But now, now. It is the end of the world, darling, yes, but you can have a dance with Sally Bowles.

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