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The thrill is gone
The thrill is gone I can see it in your eyes I can hear it in your sighs Feel your touch and realize The thrill is gone. The nighst are cold, For love is old, Love was grand when love was new, Birds were singin', skies were blue, Now it don't appeal to you.. The thrill is gone. This is the end, So why pretend And let it linger on? The thrill is gone. The nighst are cold, For love is old, Love was grand when love was new, Birds were singin', skies were blue, Now it don't appeal to you.. The thrill is gone. This is the end, So why pretend And let it linger on? The thrill is gone. The thrill is gone. The thrill is gone. The thrill is gone. |
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Gonna take a sentimental journey
Gonna set my heart at ease Gonna take a sentimental journey To renew old memories Got my bag and got my reservation Spent each dime I could afford Like a child in wild anticipation Long to hear that "all aboard" Seven that's the time we meet at seven I'll be waitin' there for heaven Countin' every mile of railroad track That takes me back Never thought my heart could be so yearnin' Why did I decide to roam Gonna take a sentimental journey Sentimental journey home |
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<I don't believe in frettin' and grievin';
Why mess around with strife? I never was cut out to step and strut out. Give me the simple life. Some find it pleasant dining on pheasant. Those things roll off my knife; Just serve me tomatoes; and mashed potatoes; Give me the simple life. Bridge: A cottage small is all I'm after, Not one that's spacious and wide. A house that rings with joy and laughter And the ones you love inside. Some like the high road, I like the low road, Free from the care and strife. Sounds corny and seedy, but yes, indeed-y; Give me the simple life. I'm crazy about sleep Can't do without sleep Give me the simple life I don't aim to worry Husstle or hurry Give me the simple life I greet the dawn when am waken The sky is cleared up above I like my scramble egg and bacon Served by someone I love Sounds corny and seedy but yes indeedy Corny and seedy but yes indeedy life> |
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Let there be you
Let there be me Let there be oysters Under the sea Let there be wind An occasional rain Chile con care Sparkling champagne Let there be birds To sing in the trees Someone to bless me Whenever I sneeze Let there be cuckoos A lark and a dove But first of all, please Let there be love Let there be you Let there be me Oysters Under the sea Let there be wind An occasional rain Chile con care Sparkling champagne Let there be birds To sing in the trees Someone to bless me Whenever I sneeze Let there be cuckoos A lark and a dove But first of all, please Let there be love Let there be love Let there be love Let there be love |
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