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The most beautiful sound I ever heard
Maria, Maria, Maria, Maria All the beautiful words of the world in a single word Maria, Maria, Maria, Maria Maria I've just met a girl named Maria And suddenly that name Will never be the same To me Maria I've just kissed a girl named Maria And suddenly I've found How wonderful a sound Can be Maria Say it loud and there's music playing Say it soft and it's almost like praying Maria I'll never stop saying Maria The most beautiful sound I ever heard Maria |
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Look at me, I'm as helpless as a kitten up a tree;
And I feel like I'm clingin' to a cloud, I can' t understand I get misty, just holding your hand. Walk my way, And a thousand violins begin to play, Or it might be the sound of your hello, That music I hear, I get misty, the moment you're near. You can say that you're leading me on. But it's just what I want you to do, Don't you notice how hopelessly I'm lost That's why I'm following you. On my own, Would I wander through this wonderland alone, Never knowing my right foot from my left My hat from my glove I'm too misty, and too much in love. I'm just too misty And too much In love..... |
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Fly me to the moon
Let me play among the stars Let me see what spring is like On Jupiter and Mars In other words, hold my hand In other words, darling kiss me Fill my heart with song And let me sing for ever more You are all I long for All I worship and adore In other words, please be true In other words, I love you Fill my heart with song And let me sing for ever more You are all I long for All I worship and adore In other words, please be true In other words, I love you |
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I don't know why
but i'm feeling so sad I long to try something i've never had never had no kissing Oh what i've been missing Lover man oh where can you be The night is cold and i'm so all alone I'd give my soul just to call you my own got the moon above me but no one to love me lover man oh where can you be I've heard it said that the thrill of romance can be like a heavenly dream. I go to bed with the prayer that you'll make love to me sad as it seems One day we'll meet and you'll dry all my tears and whisper sweeet little things in my ears. A huggin' and a kissin' lord what i've been missin' lover man oh where can you be. |
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Baubles bangles hear how they ring ching-a-lingle
Baubles bangles bright shiny heads sparkles spangles My heart will sing sing-a-linge Wearing baubles bangles and beads I glitter and gleam so make somebody dream So that some day he may buy me A ring a-ling a-ling a-ling a-ling A-ling a-ling a-ling a-lingle I've heard that's where it leads Wearing baubles bangles and beads |
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Every honey bee fills with jealousy
When they see you out with me Goodness knows You're my honeysuckle rose When you're passin' by, flowers droop and sigh And I know the reason why Goodness knows You're my honeysuckle rose Don't buy sugar You just have to touch my cup You're my sugar It's sweeter when you stir it up When I'm taking sips from your tasty lips Seems the honey fairly drips Goodness knows You're my honeysuckle rose Goodness knows You're my honeysuckle rose Don't buy sugar You just have to touch my cup You're my sugar It's sweeter when you stir it up When I'm taking sips from your tasty lips Seems the honey fairly drips Goodness knows You're my honeysuckle rose |
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Walter Gross / Jack Lawrence
The evening breeze caressed the trees tenderly The trembling trees embraced the breeze tenderly Then you and I came wandering by And lost in a sigh were we The shore was kissed by sea and mist tenderly I can't forget how two hearts met breathlessly Your arms opened wide and closed me inside You took my lips, you took my love so tenderly |
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What is this thing called love?
This funny thing called love Just who can solve this mystery? Why should it make a fool of me? Saw you there one wonderful day You took my heart, threw it away That?s why I ask the Lord in Heaven above What is this thing called love? Saw you there one wonderful day You took my heart, threw it away That?s why I ask the Lord in Heaven above What is this thing called love? What is this thing called love? This funny, funny, funny thing called love Who can solve this mystery? Why should it, should it, should it make a fool of me? Saw you there, I saw you there one wonderful day You took my heart, threw it away That?s why I ask the Lord in Heaven above What is this thing, this funny, funny thing What is this thing called love? |
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I don't know why
but i'm feeling so sad I long to try something i've never had never had no kissing Oh what i've been missing Lover man oh where can you be The night is cold and i'm so all alone I'd give my soul just to call you my own got the moon above me but no one to love me lover man oh where can you be I've heard it said that the thrill of romance can be like a heavenly dream. I go to bed with the prayer that you'll make love to me sad as it seems One day we'll meet and you'll dry all my tears and whisper sweeet little things in my ears. A huggin' and a kissin' lord what i've been missin' lover man oh where can you be. |
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A country dance was being held in a garden
I felt a bump and heard an "Oh, beg your pardon" Suddenly I saw polka dots and moonbeams All around a pug-nosed dream The music started and was I the perplexed one I held my breath and said "May I have the next one?" In my frightened arms, polka dots and moonbeams Sparkled on a pug-nosed dream There were questions in the eyes of other dancers As we floated over the floor There were questions but my heart knew all the answers And perhaps a few things more Now in a cottage built of lilacs and laughter I know the meaning of the words "Ever after" And I'll always see polka dots and moonbeams When I kiss the pug-nosed dream |
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I remember other days how I used to weep
Over things you said to me; I couldn't even sleep You forgot your promises, every single vow All you did was laugh at me, but things are different now I cried for you; now it's your turn to cry over me Every road has a turning That's one thing you're learning I cried for you; what a fool I used to be Now I found two eyes just a little bit bluer I found a heart just a little bit truer I cried for you; now it's your turn to cry over me How can I forget the hours that I worried through Wondering the live long day just what next thing to do? In those days you never thought anything of me But the slave that was all yours and now at last is free I cried for you; now it's your turn to cry over me Every road has a turning That's one thing you're learning I cried for you; what a fool I used to be Now I found two eyes just a little bit bluer I found a heart just a little bit truer I cried for you; now it's your turn to cry over me |
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I remember other days how I used to weep
Over things you said to me; I couldn't even sleep You forgot your promises, every single vow All you did was laugh at me, but things are different now I cried for you; now it's your turn to cry over me Every road has a turning That's one thing you're learning I cried for you; what a fool I used to be Now I found two eyes just a little bit bluer I found a heart just a little bit truer I cried for you; now it's your turn to cry over me How can I forget the hours that I worried through Wondering the live long day just what next thing to do? In those days you never thought anything of me But the slave that was all yours and now at last is free I cried for you; now it's your turn to cry over me Every road has a turning That's one thing you're learning I cried for you; what a fool I used to be Now I found two eyes just a little bit bluer I found a heart just a little bit truer I cried for you; now it's your turn to cry over me |
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There's a story told of a little Japanese.
Sitting demurely 'neath the cherry blossom trees. Miss Butterfly's her name. A sweet little innocent child was she 'Till a fine young American from the sea To her garden came. They met 'neath the cherry blossoms everyday. And he taught her how to love the American way. To love with her soul t'was easy to learn. Then he sailed away with a promise to return. Poor butterfly 'Neath the blossoms waiting. Poor Butterfly For she loved him so. The moments pass into hours. The hours pass into years. And as she smiles through her tears, She murmurs low: The moon and I know that he'll be faithful I'm sure he'll come to me by and by. But if he won't come back then I'll never sigh or cry, I just must die. Poor butterfly. |
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The more I see you, the more I want you
Somehow this feeling just grows and grows With every sigh I become more mad about you More lost without you and so it goes Can you imagine how much I love you? The more I see you as years go by I know the only one for me can only be you My arms won't free you, my heart won't try The more I see you, the more I want you Somehow this feeling just grows and grows With every sigh I become more mad about you More lost without you and so it goes Can you imagine how much I love you? The more I see you as years go by I know the only one for me can only be you My arms won't free you, my heart won't try Can you imagine how much I love you? |
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A-B-C-D-E-F-G
I never learned to spell At least, not well One, two, three, four, five, six, seven I never learned to count A great amount But my busy mind is burning to use what learning I've got I won't waste any time I'll strike while the iron is hot If they asked me, I could write a book About the way you walk, and whisper, and look I could write a preface On how we met So the world would never forget And the simple secret of the plot Is just to tell them that I love you a lot And the world discovers As my book ends How to make two lovers Of friends And the simple secret of the plot Is just to tell them that I love you a lot And the world discovers As my book ends How to make two lovers Of friends |
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I'm feelin' mighty lonesome,
haven't slept a wink; I walk the floor from nine to four in between I drink Black coffee love's a hand-me-down brew. I'll never know a Sunday in this weekday room. I'm talkin to the shadows one o'clock till four, And Lord, how slow the moments go when all I do is pour Black coffee since the blues caught my eye; I'm hangin' out on Monday my Sunday dreams to dry. (Bridge) Now man is born to come a-lovin', And a woman's born to weep and fret To stay at home and tend her oven And down her past regrets in coffee and cigarettes. I'm moanin' all the mornin', moanin' all the night And in between it's nicotine and not much heart to fight. Black coffee feelin' low as the ground. It's drivin' me crazy, this waitin' for my baby 'Til he come around, 'til he come around |
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Time after time
I tell myself that I'm So lucky to be loving you So lucky to be The one you run to see In the evening When the day is through I only know what I know The passing years will show You've kept my love so young So new And time after time You'll hear me say that I'm So lucky to be loving you I only know what I know The passing years will show You've kept my love so young So new And time after time You'll hear me say that I'm So lucky to be loving you |
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All of me
Why not take all of me? Can't you see I'm no good without you Take my lips I want to lose them Take my arms I'll never use them Your goodbye Left me with eyes that cry How can I Get along without you? You took the part That once was my heart So why not Why not take all of me? |
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It was just one of those things
just one of those, crazy things. One of those bells, that now and then rings. Just one of those things. It was just one of those night. Just one of those, fabulous flights. A trip to the moon on gossamer wings. Just one of those things. If we'd thought a bit of the end of it when we started painting the town We'd have been aware that our love affair was too hot not to cool down So goodbye dear and amends. Here's hoping we meet now and then 'cause it was great fun but it was just one of those things. |
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Somewhere over the rainbow, way up high
There's a land that I heard of once in a lullaby Somewhere over the rainbow, skies are blue And the dreams that you dare to dream Really do come true Someday I'll wish upon a star and wake up where the clouds are far behind me Where troubles melt like lemon drops, away above the chimney tops That's where you'll find me. Somewhere over the rainbow, bluebirds fly Birds fly over the rainbow Why then - oh, why can't I? Someday I'll wish upon a star, wake up where the clouds are far behind me Where troubles melt like lemon drops, away above the chimney tops That's where you'll find me. Somewhere over the rainbow, bluebirds fly Birds fly over the rainbow Why then - oh, why can't I? |
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