♪♪♪ -♪ Darling, darling, turn the lights back on now ♪ ♪ Watching, watching as the credits all roll down ♪ -♪ Quiet, quiet, no playing to a full house, house ♪ -♪ No heroes, villains, one to blame, wild wilted roses ♪ ♪ Fill the stage and the thrill, the thrill is gone now ♪ -♪ Our debut was a masterpiece, but in the end for you and me ♪ ♪ Hope the show, it can't go on ♪ -♪ We used to have it all, but now it's our curtain call ♪ -♪ It's a hole for the applause, no-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o ah-ah-ah ♪ -♪ And way back to the ground, take our final bow ♪ -♪ And it's our time to go, but at least we stole the show ♪ -♪ Darling, darling, you know we're playing to a full house ♪ -♪ Kisses fading, but the band played short nights ♪ -♪ Crying, crying, so let the valve roll down, down ♪ -♪ Our debut was a masterpiece ♪ -♪ Our lines were sewed perfectly ♪ -♪ But the show, it can't go on, we used to have it all ♪ -♪ But now it's out here in your car, it's a hole for the applause, no-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o ah-ah-ah ♪ -♪ And way back to the ground, take our final bow ♪ -♪ And it's our time to go, but at least we stole the show, at least we stole the show-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o ♪ ♪ At least we stole the show, yes, you stole the show-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o... ♪