WE COULD TALK FOR HOURS AND WE STILL WOULDN'T
KNOW A THING. ON A PERFECT NIGHT LIKE THIS A WO
RD IS MORE THAN THIS. I TAKE A PIECE OF PAPER. HO
LD IT. ENTERING THE ROOM. âHEY I'D LIKE TO SEE YOU
AGAINâ. HOLD ME. TAKE AWAY. KARAOKE QUEEN. YOU
REMEMBER THAT DAY. KARAOKE QUEEN WON'T FOR
GET HOW WE'VE SHINED. WON'T FORGET WHAT WE'LL
BE (NOW WE'RE TREMBLING. HESITATING. KNOWING
THAT WE ARE BOTH TOO WEAK FOR THAT. BUT MUSIC
STARTS AND ABBA SING AND DANCING TURNS INTO
KARAOKE QUEEN. TURNS INTO THE IMPERFECT SONG)