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Sanssouci - Rufus Wainwright
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Sanssouci Rufus Wainwright

Sanssouci - Rufus Wainwright
Who will be at Sanssouci tonight
The boys that made me lose the blues
And then my eyesight
All together playing games of cards
Gambling the tiny shards of brass
Once my heart

Who will be at Sanssouci tonight
I'm lookin' through the window from the garden
Waiting for a call in my hotel room
I'm tired of writing elegies to boredom
I just want to be at Sanssouci tonight

Who will be at Sanssouci tonight
Surely not the one that loves me truly, only
He's probably down at the stables there
Gently polishing my Cabriolet, only

I don't care I really want to go
So I'm opening the doorway to the ballroom
Callin' up some dude from my hotel room
I'm tired of writing elegies in general
I just want to be at Sanssouci tonight

Tonight, tonight
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