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We danced down on the sand
Was least a million bands
There was something about the light
From the fires on the shore
To Darin at the Troubador
Holding us in his hand that night
It's just not your moment
'Cause that moment is gone
It's just not your moment
Now the light has moved on
The smell of Heaven sent
Was everywhere you went
But sweet blues went straight to hell
Goodbye my go-go girls
My aggravation pearls
Hear the echo in the shell
This is just not your moment
I hear Paris is now
It's just not your moment
They're all criminals now
It's just not your moment
'Cause the moment is gone
It's just not your moment
Now the light has moved on
The last time that we kissed
How you say, en parlance
You won't be sorely missed, no
This is just not your moment
I hear Paris is now
It's just not your moment
They're all criminals now
Gun to my head, got to get moving
Gun to my head, got to get moving
Gun to my head, got to get moving
Gun to my head, got to get moving
Gun to my head, got to get moving
Gun to my head, got to get moving
Gun to my head, got to get moving
Gun to my head, got to get moving
Gun to my head, got to get moving
Gun to my head, got to get moving
Gun to my head, got to get moving
Gun to my head, got to get moving
Gun to my head, got to get moving
Gun to my head, got to get moving