New Year's Eve

Max, you've pulled the stops out
It looks like Gala Night aboard the SS Titanic
Will we play spot the actor
As if we're visiting a gallery of waxworks?
Would you rather I mix for you a dry martini
Or shall I open the champagne
Max, don't be evasive
Who's she invited to the ball?
Madame herself made every call

Here, happy New Year
Norma, I can't take this
Oh, shut up
Open it, read what it says
Mad about the boy
Yes; and you do look absolutely divine
Well, thank you

I had these tiles put in, you know
Because Rudy Valentino said to me, "It takes tiles to tango"

Come on
No, no, not on the same dance floor as Valentino
No, come on, come on, get up follow me
And one, two and one, two, one, two, together and one
Don't lean back like that
Norma, it's that thing, it tickles



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Writer(s): Andrew Lloyd-webber, Don Black, Christopher James Hampton
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