You don't know what it's like to have a holiday, just a holiday, on the nights on broadway - it's a tragedy just staying alive.

Crap lyrics but classic songs. No argument.

i should probably clarrify - up until the late 70s fucking classic, after islands in the stream - major dud...but fuck, tender with my love, ah - it's in the way they deliver thier lines, the way the voices mould together, the pop joy of it and the pop agony of love and desperation.