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| 1. |
| 4:26 | 
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| 2. |
| 2:35 | 
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I was walking along, minding my business When out of an orange-colored sky Flash! Bam! Alakazam! Wonderful you came by I was humming a tune, drinking in sunshine When out of that orange-colored view Wham! Bam! Alakazam! I got a look at you One look and I yelled "Timber" "Watch out for flying glass" 'Cause the ceiling fell and the bottom fell out I went into a spin and I started to shout, "I've been hit, This is it, This is it!" I was walking along minding my business When love came and hit me in the eye Flash! Bam! Alakazam! Out of an orange-colored sky. |
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| 3. |
| 2:59 |
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| 4. |
| 5:26 |
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Oh here I stand
Watching the tide go out So all alone and blue Dreamin' dreams of you I watched your ship As it sailed out to sea Taking all my dreams Taking all of me The sighing of the waves The wailing of the winds The tears in my eyes burning Pleading my loves return Oh why oh why Must I go on like this? Shall I be a lonely Stranger on the shore The sighing of the waves The wailing of the winds The tears in my eyes burning Pleading my loves return Oh why oh why Must I go on like this? Shall I be a lonely Stranger on the shore |
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| 5. |
| 4:52 |
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| 6. |
| 2:39 |
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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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| 7. |
| 3:40 |
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| 8. |
| 4:05 |
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| 9. |
| 4:13 |
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| 10. |
| 3:30 |
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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 bule, and the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true. Someday I'll wish upon a star and make 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, bulebirds fly. Birds fly over the rainbow, Why then - oh, why can't I? If happy little bluebirds fly beyond the rainbow why oh why can't I? |
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| 11. |
| 3:15 |
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Was it in tahiti? Were we on the nile? Long, long ago, Say an hour or so I recall that i saw your smile. I remember you, You're the one who made My dreams come true A few kisses ago. I remember you, You're the one who said "i love you, too," i do. Didn't you know? I remember, too, A distant bell, And stars that fell like rain Out of the blue. When my life is through, And the angels ask me to recall The thrill of them all, Then i shall tell them I remember you. |
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| 12. |
| 5:45 |
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| 13. |
| 7:49 |
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| 14. |
| 7:49 |
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