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Fortune, fortune, smile and fade

I haven't seen you much of late

Need you now, cannot wait

But when I look, you're not around

Never minding what we do

The night's still good for a gram or two

I'll be drinking late with you

Until the morning comes around

Yeah, I must be good for something

Yeah, yeah

Oh sinners come down, come gather 'round

Oh sinners come down, yeah-eh-eh

Dancing on cold feet

Marching on cobbled streets

Oh sinners come down, yeah-eh-eh

Yeah, I must be good for something

Yeah, yeah