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Wainwright Rufus Matinee Idol

of the matinee idol Still so beautiful as the angels As the angels came down from on high So sweet and so soft So charmingly daft So young was the matinee idol

of the matinee idol Still so beautiful as the angels as the angels came down from on high So sweet and so soft So charmingly daft So young was the matinee idol

of the matinee idol Still so beautiful as the angels as the angels came down from on high So sweet and so soft So charmingly daft So young was the matinee idol