Holly Marie Combs


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The Beels
And the actresses relate to the actor who comes home late
after the plays have gone down and the crowds have scattered
around Though the city lights and the streets no ticket could be
beat for the beautiful show of shows ah, Broadway only knows The
 great white Milky Way it had something to say when he fell down on his
knees after soaring through the air With nothing to hold him there it
 was  really not so cute to play without a parachute as
 he stood upon the ledge Looking out, he thought he saw
a brook And he hollered, Look, there are the bells and he
 sang out Here come the bells, here come the bells
  here come the bells  here come the bells  
Lou Reed