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There’s a door behind the stage That leads down to a cellar And the waiter will take your coat And nothing has ever changed At least not for the better And the curry once made me choke The band are watching another fight The heroin pushers appear at night And the naked dancers, all dressed in white I tell you who hangs out there Miss November, she’s a playmate Rock stars of thе 80’s Directors who are irate Modеls and comedians, actors and chameleons All the sort of people who carry something lethal Trixies is a gas, singing hey hey Trixies is alright Trixies is a gas, singing hey hey Trixies is alright Poker is played every night The stakes are beyond belief It’s nice just to watch them play Letras de cancionesIt’s lit by candlelight The world of a full-time thief Then it’s time to face the breaking day The curtains down on another show Now insomniacs will just have to go And poodle queens from Knightsbridge Row I tell you who hangs out there Miss November, she’s a playmate Rock stars of the 80’s Directors who are irate Models and comedians, actors and chameleons All the sort of people who carry something lethal Trixies is a gas, singing hey hey Trixies is alright Trixies is a gas, singing hey hey Trixies is alright! From Letras Mania