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Musical: Jacques Brel Is Alive and Well and Living in Paris
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I'm waiting for Madeleine In front of the picture show Every night at half past ten Madeleine, she loves that so I'm waiting for Madeleine We'll go down and eat at Joe's The french fries are from who knows when But Madeleine she loves them so Madelein's my Christmas tree She's America to me I know that she's too good for me (That's what her mother always says) I'm waiting for Madeleine We'll go to the picture show I'll tell her that I love then Madeleine, she loves that so She is much more than pretty She is all that you know She is my whole life to me I love my Madeleine so, so I'm waiting for Madeleine But I'm getting soaked and wet I've been soaked since half past ten Madeleine is not here yet I'm waiting for Madeleine Joe is closed by now I'll bet No French fries from who knows when Madeleine is not here yet Madeleine's my shining sea She's America to me I know that she's too good for me (That's what her father always says) I'm waiting for Madeleine I've still got the picture show I'll tell her that I love her then Madeleine, she'll love that so She is much more than pretty She is all that you know She is my whole life to me I love my Madeleine so, so I waited for Madeleine I only have myself to blame I went and caught a cold again Madeleine, she never came I waited for Madeleine All I did was call her name A thousand times since half past ten Madeleine, she never came Madeleine's my "Tis of Thee" She's America to me It's true that she's too good for me (That's what her brother always says) I waited for Madeleine It's always been the same Waiting here since who know's when Madeleine, she never came She is much more than pretty She is all that you know She is my whole life to me I love my Madeleine so, so I'm gonna wait for Madeleine In front of the picture show Tomorrow night at half past ten Madeleine, she'll love that so I'm gonna wait for Madeleine We'll go down and eat a Joe's The French fries are from who knows when But Madeleine, she loves them so Madeleine's my Christmas tree She's America to me So what if she's too good for me (Her mother?) I'm gonna wait for Madeleine We'll go to the picture show I'll tell her that I love her then Madeleine, she'll love that so--oooh!
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