Текст песни The End of a Love Affair - Frank Sinatra
So
I
walk
a
little
too
fast
And
I
drive
a
little
too
fast
And
I'm
reckless,
it's
true
But
what
else
can
you
do
at
the
end
of
a
love
affair?
So
I
talk
a
little
too
much
And
I
laugh
a
little
too
much
And
my
voice
is
too
loud
when
I'm
out
in
a
crowd
So
that
people
are
apt
to
stare
Do
they
know,
do
they
care
That
it's
only
that
I'm
lonely,
and
low
as
can
be
And
the
smile
on
my
face
isn't
really
a
smile
at
all?
So
I
smoke
a
little
too
much
And
I
drink
a
little
too
much
And
the
tunes
I
request
are
not
always
the
best
But
the
ones
where
the
trumpets
blare
So
I
go
at
a
maddening
pace
And
I
pretend
that
it's
taking
her
place
But
what
else
can
you
do
at
the
end
of
a
love
affair?
So
I
smoke
a
little
too
much
And
I
drink
a
little
too
much
And
the
tunes
I
request
are
not
always
the
best
But
the
ones
where
the
trumpets
blare
So
I
go
at
a
maddening
pace
And
I
pretend
that
it's
taking
her
place
But
what
else
can
you
do
at
the
end
of
a
love
affair?
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