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My story is much too sad to be told
But practically ev'rything leaves me totally cold The only exception I know is the case When I'm out on a quiet spree Fighting vainly the old ennui And I suddenly turn and see Your fabulous face.... I get no kick from champagne Mere alcohol doesn't thrill me at all So tell me why should it be true That I get a kick out of you Some get a kick from cocaine I'm sure that if I took even one sniff That would bore me terrific'ly too Yet I get a kick out of you I get a kick ev'ry time I see You're standing there before me I get a kick though it's clear to see You obviously do not adore me I get no kick in a plane Flying too high with some gal/guy in the sky Is my idea of nothing to do But I get a kick out of you |
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Living for you is easy living
It's easy to live when you're in love And I'm so in love There's nothing in life but you I'll never regret the things I'm giving They're easy to give when you're in love I'm happy to do whatever I do for you For you maybe I'm a fool, but it's fun People say you rule me with one wave of your hand Darling, it's grand, they just don't understand Living for you is easy living It's easy to live when you're in love And I'm so in love There's nothing in life but you For you maybe I'm a fool, but it's fun People say you rule me with one wave of your hand Baby, it's grand, they just don't understand Living for you is easy living It's easy to live when you're in love And I'm so in love There's nothing in life but you |
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You don't know what love is until you've learned the meaning of the Blues.
Until you've loved a love you had to lose: You don't know what love is. You don't know how lips burn until you've kissed and had to pay the cost; Until you've flipped your heart and you have lost: You don't know what love is. Do you know how a lost heart fears the thought of reminiscing? And lips that taste of tears lose their taste for kissing. You don't know how hearts ache for love that cannot live yet never dies, Until you've faced each dawn with sleepless eyes: You don't know what love is. You don't know what love is. |
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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 Then the world discovers As my book ends How to make two lovers of friends |
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He stays out every night
And leaves me all alone He never tells me where he goes I'm not the only lonely one Just ask a woman who knows We used to share our troubles And our good times too But now I'm left with all the woes I'm not the only sorry one Lord, just ask a woman who knows The days are long The nights are longer I've got the lonesomest blues You know my only consolation Is I ain't got nothing more to lose So there you've got the story Of a love gone wrong That used to blossom like a rose I'm not the only broken heart Mmm, ask a woman who knows Well my only consolation Is I got nothing more to lose So there you have the story Of a love gone wrong That used to blossom like a rose But I'm not the only broken heart Just ask a woman And I'm a woman Just ask a woman who knows |
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