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Al Duvall - The Abandoned Matinee Lyrics

She was a chorine at the Plaza
She sang with Gallagher & Shean
But now the chlorine gives her asthma
While dancing with a mop to clean
She's done her charring in the morning
Then, with a flask, she's on her way
To the old condemned Rialto
For the abandoned matinee

The stage is lit by broken windows
The rotten floor gives up a groan
She does her act and blows her kisses
Although she's in there all alone
Sometimes the mudlarks come to heckle
She thinks they're throwing a bouquet
She takes home quite a bit of cabbage
From the abandoned matinee

She's still determined she'll be famous
Though her ensemble barely fits
She creams the wrinkles on her kisser
For an audition at the Ritz
They stamp their feet and boo and hiss her
She has her knickers on display
No show will ever have her
But the abandoned matinee
With such a life, it is a wonder
They haven't caught her in a dredge
But you can still reach for the stars
While you're out standing on the ledge
The demolition's set for certain
And she has nowhere else to stay
The wrecking ball will drop the curtain
On the abandoned matinee