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What happened to the Sands
What happened to the men who stay up so late
Whistling "Sweet Soleil" 'til it rose up
What happened to the Sands Hotel
What happened to the women who would scream and yell
Pleading "Mama, needs some new clothes!"
Oh, I walked where you once walked
And I never thought I would
There is concrete and dirt
Where it once stood
And where it once stood, you stood
There is concrete and dirt
Where it once stood
And where you once stood, I stand...
Oh, such coma causing thought
That caught me off guard for one lost hour
Oh, so I shook my head and I grabbed my bag
La-di-da-di-di-di-da
So I ran into a dancer
La-di-da-da-da
She was all glued-on long lashes
And Kandinsky coloured splashes
"Is it the golden, glowing, glimmer..."
La-di-da-da-da
"...that first brought you here?"
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