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from Let It Snow, Let It Snow, Let It Snow (2009)
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from Stelle Di Natale (2009)
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from My Favorite Christmas Songs From The 50's (2009)
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from Unforgettable Hit Pops Vol.2 (2009)
I'm gonna buy a Paper Doll that I can call my own
A doll that other fellows cannot steal
And then the flirty, flirty guys with their flirty, flirty eyes
Will have to flirt with dollies that are real
When I come home at night she will be waiting
She'll be the truest doll in all this world
I'd rather have a Paper Doll to call my own
Than have a fickle-minded real live girl
I guess I had a million dolls or more
I guess I've played the doll game o'er and o'er
I just quarrelled with Sue, that's why I'm blue
She's gone away and left me just like all dolls do
I'll tell you boys, it's tough to be alone
And it's tough to love a doll that's not your own
I'm through with all of them
I'll never fall again
Say boy, what you gonna do?
I'm gonna buy a Paper Doll that I can call my own
A doll that other fellows cannot steal
And then the flirty, flirty guys with their flirty, flirty eyes
Will have to flirt with dollies that are real
When I come home at night she will be waiting
She'll be the truest doll in all this world
I'd rather have a Paper Doll to call my own
Than have a fickle-minded real live girl
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Written By J. BLACK
<i>Lyrics © CARLIN AMERICA INC</i>
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from Ella Fitzgerald, Louis Armstrong - Dream A Little Dream (2007)
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from Ella Fitzgerald, Louis Armstrong - Dream A Little Dream (2007)
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from Thank You For Smoking (땡큐 포 스모킹) by Rolfe Kent [ost] (2006)
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from Being Julia (빙 줄리아) by Mychael Danna [ost] (2004)
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from Classic Jazz (2004)
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from Otto Ackermann, Lovro Von Matacic - Four Last Songs Etc (2004)
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from The Majestic (마제스틱) by Mark Isham [ost] (2002)
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I'm gonna buy a paper doll that I can call my own
A doll that other fellows cannot steal
And then the flirty, flirty guys with their flirty, flirty eyes
Will have to flirt with dollies that are real
When I come home at night she will be waiting
She'll be the truest doll in all this world
I'd rather have a paper doll to call my own
Than have a fickle-minded real live girl
I guess I had a million dolls or more
I guess I've played the doll game o'er and o'er
I just quarrelled with Sue, that's why I'm blue
She's gone away and left me just like all dolls do
I'll tell you boys, it's tough to be alone
And it's tough to love a doll that's not your own
I'm through with all of them, I'll never fall again
Say boy, whatcha gonna do?
I'm gonna buy a paper doll that I can call my own
A doll that other fellows cannot steal
And then the flirty, flirty guys with their flirty, flirty eyes
Will have to flirt with dollies that are real
When I come home at night she will be waiting
She'll be the truest doll in all this world
I'd rather have a paper doll to call my own
Than have a fickle-minded real live girl
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from Mills Brothers - The Anthology 1931-1968 (1999)
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Cab Driver, drive by Mary's place
I just wanna chance to see her face
Don't stop the meter, let it race
Cab Driver, drive by Mary's place
Cab Driver, once more round the block
Never mind the ticking of the clock
I only wish we could have a talk
Cab Driver, once more round the block
Cab Driver, once more down the street
There's a little place we used to meet
That's where I laid my future at her feet
Cab Driver, once more down the street
Cab Driver, wait here by the door
Perhaps I'll hold her in my arms once more
Then thing's will be just like before
Cab Driver, wait here by the door
Cab Driver, better take me home
I guess that I was meant to be alone
I hope God sends me a love one of my own
Cab Driver, better take me home
Cab Driver, better take me home!
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from Mills Brothers - The Anthology 1931-1968 (1999)
The snow is snowing and the wind is blowing
But I can weather the storm!
What do I care how much it may storm?
For I've got my love to keep me warm
I can't remember a worse December
Just watch those icicles form!
Oh, what do I care if icicles form?
Oh, 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 grows higher
So I will weather the storm!
What do I care how much it may storm?
Oh, I've got my love to keep me warm
The snow is snowing, the wind is blowing
But I can weather the storm!
What do I care how much it may storm?
Oh, I've got my love to keep me warm
I can't remember a worse December
Just watch those icicles form!
What do I care if icicles form?
Oh-ho-ho, 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 grows higher
So I will weather the storm!
What do I care how much it may storm?
Oh, I've got my love to keep me warm
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from Mills Brothers - The Anthology 1931-1968 (1999)
Is it true what they say about Dixie
Does the sun really shine all the time
Do the sweet magnolias blossom at everybody's door
Do the folks keep eating possum til they can't eat no more
Is it true what they say about Swanee
Is a dream by the stream so sublime
Do they laugh do they love like they say in every song
If it's true that's where I belong
Is it true what they say about Dixie
Does the sun really shine all the time
Well do the sweet magnolias blossom at everybody's door
Do the folks keep eating that possum til they can't eat no more
Is it true what they say about Swanee
Is a dream by the stream so sublime
Do they laugh love like they say in every song
If it's true that's where I belong
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from Mills Brothers - The Anthology 1931-1968 (1999)
I'm gonna buy a Paper Doll that I can call my own
A doll that other fellows cannot steal
And then the flirty, flirty guys with their flirty, flirty eyes
Will have to flirt with dollies that are real
When I come home at night she will be waiting
She'll be the truest doll in all this world
I'd rather have a Paper Doll to call my own
Than have a fickle-minded real live girl
I guess I had a million dolls or more
I guess I've played the doll game o'er and o'er
I just quarrelled with Sue, that's why I'm blue
She's gone away and left me just like all dolls do
I'll tell you boys, it's tough to be alone
And it's tough to love a doll that's not your own
I'm through with all of them
I'll never fall again
Say boy, what you gonna do?
I'm gonna buy a Paper Doll that I can call my own
A doll that other fellows cannot steal
And then the flirty, flirty guys with their flirty, flirty eyes
Will have to flirt with dollies that are real
When I come home at night she will be waiting
She'll be the truest doll in all this world
I'd rather have a Paper Doll to call my own
Than have a fickle-minded real live girl
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Lyrics Powered by LyricFind
Written By J. BLACK
<i>Lyrics © CARLIN AMERICA INC</i>
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You always hurt the one you love
The one you shouldn't hurt at all
You always take the sweetest rose
And crush it till the petals fall
You always brea-eak the kindest hear-eart
With a hasty word you can't recall, so
If I broke your heart la-ast night
It's because I love you most of all
You always hurt the one you lo-ove
The one you shouldn't hurt at all
You always take the sweetest ro-ose
And crush it till the petals fa-all
You always break the kindest heart
With a hasty word you can't recall
So-o if I broke your heart last night
It's because I love you mo-ost of a-all
You always hurt the one you love
The one you shouldn't hurt at all
You always take the sweetest rose
Crush it, ti-ill the petals fall
You always brea-eak the kindest heart
With a hasty word you can't recall, so
If I broke your heart last night
It's because I love you most of all...
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