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Life is dull
It's nothing but one big lull Then presto you do a skull And find that you're reeling She sighs and you're feeling Like a toy on a string And your heart goes: "Ring-a-ding ding, ring-a-ding ding, ring-a-ding ding" How could that funny face That seemed to be common place Project you right in to space Without any warning Don't know if its morning, night-time, winter or spring What's the difference Ring-a-ding ding, ring-a-ding ding, ring-a-ding ding She takes (grabs) your hand - this captivating creature And like its planned - you're in the phone book Looking (Hunting) for the nearest preacher Life is swell You're off to that small hotel And somewhere a village bell Will sound in the steeple Announcing to people Love's the loveliest thing And the bell goes: "Ring-a-ding ding, ring-a-ding ding, ring-a-ding ding" |
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We might have been meant for each other
To be or not to be Let our hearts discover I have a feeling Its a feeling I'm concealing I dont know why Its just a mental Incindental, sentimental alibi But I adore you So strong for you Why go on stalling I'm falling Love is calling Why be shy .... Lets fall in love Why shouldn't we Fall in love Our hearts are made of it Lets take a chance Why be afraid of it Lets close our eyes And make our own paradise Little we know of it Still we can try To make a go of it Now we might have been meant for each other To be or not to be Let our hearts discover Lets fall in love Why shouldn't we Fall in love Now is the time for it While we are young Lets fall in love Lets fall in love Lets fall in love |
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Be careful, it's my heart,
It's not my watch you're holding, it's my heart. It's not the note that I sent you that you quickly burned, It's not a book I lent you that you never returned. Remember, it's my heart. This heart with which so willingly I part It's yours to take, to keep or break, But please, before you start, Be careful, it's my heart. |
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A foggy day, in London town,
it had me low, and it had me downI viewed the morning, with much alarm, the British Museum, had lost its charmHow long I wondered, could this thing last, but the age of miracles, it hadn't pastAnd suddenly, I saw you standing right thereAnd in foggy London town, the sun was shining everywhere |
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A fine romance, with no kisses
A fine romance, my friend this is We should be like a couple of hot tomatoes But you're as cold as yesterday's mashed potatoes A fine romance, you won't nestle A fine romance, you won't wrestle I might as well play bridge With my old maid aunt I haven't got a chance This is a fine romance A fine romance, my good fellow You take romance, I'll take jello You're calmer than the seals In the Arctic Ocean At least they flap their fins To express emotion A fine romance with no quarrels With no insults and all morals I've never mussed the crease In your blue serge pants I never get the chance This is a fine romance |
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In the still of the night As I gaze out of my window At the moon in its flight My thoughts all stray, stray to you In the still of the night While the world lies in slumber Oh the times without number When I say to you Do you love me Just like I love you Are you my life to be That dream come true Or will this dream of mine Will it fade way out of sight Just like that moon growing dim Way out on the rim of the hill In the still of the night |
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Way down among Brazilians Coffee beans grow by the billions So they've got to find those extra cups to fill They've got an awful lot of coffee in Brazil You can't get cherry soda 'cause they've got to fill that quota And the way things are I'll bet they never will They've got a zillion tons of coffee in Brazil No tea or tomato juice You'll see no potato juice 'cause the planters down in Santos all say "No, no, no" The politician's daughter Was accused of drinkin' water And was fined a great big fifty dollar bill They've got an awful lot of coffee in Brazil [instrumental break] You date a girl and find out later She smells just like a percolator Her perfume was made right on the grill Why, they could percolate the ocean in Brazil And when their ham and eggs need savor Coffee ketchup gives 'em flavor Coffee pickles way outsell the dill Why, they put coffee in the coffee in Brazil No tea, no tomato juice You'll see no potato juice The planters down in Santos all say "No, no, no"<<< So you'll add to the local color Serving coffee with a cruller Dunkin' doesn't take a lot of skill They've got an awful lot of coffee An awful lot of coffee Man, they got a gang of coffee in Brazil!! |
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When I take my sugar to tea,
all the boys are jealous of me, 'Cause I never take her where the gang goes, When I take my sugar to tea. I'm a rowdy dowdy, that's me, she's a high hat baby, that's she, So I never take her where the gang goes, When I take my sugar to tea. Every Sunday afternoon, we forget about our cares, Rubbing elbows at the Ritz, with those millionaires. When I take my sugar to tea, I'm as ritzy as I can be, 'Cause I never take her where the gang goes, When I take my sugar to tea. (musical interlude) Every Sunday afternoon, we forget about those cares, Rubbing elbows at the Ritz, with those zillionaires. When I take my sugar to tea, I'm as ritzy as I can be, 'Cause I never take her where the gang goes, When I take, take my sugar to tea. |
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There may be trouble ahead,
But while there's moonlight and music and love and romance, Let's face the music and dance Before the fiddlers have fled, Before they ask us to pay the bill, And while we still have the chance, Let's face the music and dance Soon, we'll be without the moon, Humming a different tune And then... There may be teardrops to shed, So while there's moonlight and music and love and romance, Face the music and dance Before the fiddlers have fled Before they ask us to come up with the bill, And while we still have got that chance, Face that music and dance Soon, we'll be without the moon, Humming a different tune, And then... There may be teardrops to shed So while there's moonlight and music and love and romance, Let's face the music and dance Dance Let's hear that music, Look at that music Why not face the music and dance? |
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You'd be so easy to love
Easy to idolize all others above So worth the yearning for So swell to keep the home fire burning for We'd be so grand at the game So carefree together, that it does seem a shame That you can't see your future with me 'Cause you'd be so easy to love |
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You and the night and the music fill me with flaming desire,
Setting my being completely on fire! You and the night and the music thrill me but will we be one After the night and the music are done? Until the pale light of dawning and daylight our hearts will be throbbing guitars, Morning may come without warning and take away the stars. If we must live for the moment, love till the moment is through! After the night and the music die, will I have you? |
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I've got my love to keep me warm, off with my overcoat, off with my glove, I need no overcoat, I'm burning with love. My heart's on fire, the flame goes higher, but I can weather the storm, What do I care how much it may storm, I've got my love to keep me warm. |
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