Vonda Shepard
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There's a place where we hung out

At the Sunset Marquis

And I miss the way your hand felt

Resting on my knee

It was one of the few times

I didn't want to change a thing



And the way the light hit your face just right

Was like a movie, a movie

And the way you laughed

Well, it warmed the draft

Running through me, through me

And I wanna go back to try and unwind



A couple is snapping at each other

Like dirty old rubber bands

While a waitress in a cat suit

Is starting to expand

I draw a line around your finger

Like a wedding band



Then I scribble down some poetry

On a book of matches

'Cause I realize I am sitting with

One of the finest catches

And suddenly in the background it was you



Playing on that radio

Burning on that stereo

In the bar at The Sunset Marquis



There was a party in my head

Where did everybody go?

One night in the blue light

I sat there all alone

And I tried to remember

The smell of your coat



Then I touched my hand and

I whispered into my own ear, my own ear

In the background something familiar

Something was so clear, so clear

And I realized that it was me



Playing on that radio

Burning on that stereo

In the bar at The Sunset Marquis singing 'bout

All the laughs we once had, darling

Oh, the way it felt to me

In the bar at The Sunset Marquis


Mirror lyrics:

In the bar at The Sunset Marquis

Oh, the way it felt to me

All the laughs we once had, darling

In the bar at The Sunset Marquis singing 'bout

Burning on that stereo

Playing on that radio



And I realized that it was me

Something was so clear, so clear

In the background something familiar

I whispered into my own ear, my own ear

Then I touched my hand and



The smell of your coat

And I tried to remember

I sat there all alone

One night in the blue light

Where did everybody go?

There was a party in my head



In the bar at The Sunset Marquis

Burning on that stereo

Playing on that radio



And suddenly in the background it was you

One of the finest catches

'Cause I realize I am sitting with

On a book of matches

Then I scribble down some poetry



Like a wedding band

I draw a line around your finger

Is starting to expand

While a waitress in a cat suit

Like dirty old rubber bands

A couple is snapping at each other



And I wanna go back to try and unwind

Running through me, through me

Well, it warmed the draft

And the way you laughed

Was like a movie, a movie

And the way the light hit your face just right



I didn't want to change a thing

It was one of the few times

Resting on my knee

And I miss the way your hand felt

At the Sunset Marquis

There's a place where we hung out


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