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It was an eight-minute ceremony Everyone was there The groom wore a black cape The bride with diamonds in her hair They've disappeared like the troubadours They're not comin' back We really knew how to have some fun They're not alive, not one of 'em Yeah I sit alone in my room I'm so damned depressed I re-enact plays on the polo field I've never ridden a horse That's just the trouble with magazines I get so involved Recalling my days in north africa I've never crossed the atlantic Yeah My parents lived a life less glamorous Workin' away in las vegas '72 vista cruiser They even lived in it I'll gladly tell you all about it I can't remember it I'll say "those were the days of the troubadours They're not comin' back" We really knew how to have some fun Before my parents got divorced From Letras Mania