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There's a flat just by the Corn Exchange
Where the light stays on
Till dawn
Where an ordinary lady
Dreams about a life
That's gone
Vera Lamonte
There's such a lot of things you wanted
Vera Lamonte
Queen Of The Trampoline
With a gasp and a sigh
The crowd watch her fly
Into the sky
And… then
Such a fantastic sight
A vision of delight
Vera Lamonte
At night
On her trampoline
In the corner of a Wakefield bus
Splashing through the rain
At nine
There's an ordinary lady
Always at her work
On time
Vera Lamonte
Thеre's such a lot of things you wanted
Vera Lamontе
Triumphs on stage again
They are shouting for more
Hear the audience roar
One more encore
They cry
Flowers are piled up high
This is your finest hour
Vera Lamonte
The star
Back on stage again
Turning the key in the lock
No one's waiting
No one called
No one knows about
The things you want
Vera Lamonte
"LAMONTE MARRIES MILLIONAIRE!"
"ACROBAT'S WILD AFFAIR!"
"LAMONTE MAKES THE WORLD STOP AND STARE!"
Vera Lamonte
Nobody really cares
And the kettle's boiling