Magic Show

I'm a clairvoyant, babe, listen if you will

I'll tell you the future of this twenty dollar bill

Now watch as it turns to a cup of your finest swill

And whoa, where'd it go?Now to the young lady sitting in the front row

Won't you tell the audience how many years I've known you

And how we loved each other and we were off and on?

And whoa, she was goneI will not tell you how I do my tricks

It's yours to suspend disbelief and let it be like this

It's mine to take your money and in a puff of smoke

I'll disappear from hereWe will take a life and we will live it on the stage

When the show is over hopefully they will say

For the final act they breathed an endless sigh

And waved goodbye