Текст песни Angel - That Magic Touch
Angel - That Magic Touch слова песни
It`s Friday and late after hours,And still I haven`t a date.Waiting by the moon,Sipping Whiskey sours.I`ll think I`ll wait here `till noon.It really could be days,`Til I find some flowers,So I`ll send you a bouquet.Chorus 1:Uptown, run around, hear the sound, of the city streets below,And people in a rush everywhere.No rain, sugar cane, just a grain,In my champagne glass, you know.You put that magic touch in the air.So they say, it`s closing time again,Funny how time passes,Through a bottle of Champagne.The only sound I hear, is that of rattling glasses,And people laughing in my ear.You`ve taken far too much, since you left for Paris,You`ve got that magic touch.Chorus 2:Uptown, run around, hear the sound, of the city streets below,And the people rush everywhere.No rain, sugar cane, just a grain,In my Champagne glass, you know.You put that magic touch in the air.See those people in a rush,But you`ve got that magic touch.(Repeat twice)Repeat Chorus 1 `til fade.