Julie London - Julie... At Home / Around Midnight (1996) by Julie London (보컬) on maniadb.com

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.

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

<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>

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

Look at me,
I'm as helpless as a kitten up a tree
and I feel like I'm clinging to a cloud
I can't undestand
I get misty just holding your hand
Walk my way and a thousand violins begin to play
or it might be the sound of your hello
that music I hear,
I get misty the moment you're near
You can say that you're leading me on
But it's just what I want you to do
Don't you realize how hopeless I'm lost
That's why I'm following you
On my own, would I wander through
This wonderland alone
Never knowing My right foot from my left
My hat from my glove,
I get misty and too much in love

On my own, would I wander through
This wonderland alone
Never knowing My right foot from my left
My hat from my glove,
I'm too misty and too much in love

I'm feelin' mighty lonesome
Haven't slept a wink
I walk the floor
And watch the door
And in between I drink
Black coffee
Love's a hand-me-down brew
I'll never know a Sunday
In this weekday room

I'm talking to the shadows
Of one o'clock before
And Lord how slow the months ago
When all I do is pour
Black coffee
Since the blues caught my eye
I'm hanging out on the move
My Sunday dreams to dry

Now a man is born to go lovin'
A woman's born to weep and fret
To stay home and tend her oven
And drown her past regrets
In coffee and cigarettes

I'm leavin' on the mornin'
Mournin' all the night
And in between, it's nicotine
And not much heart to fight
Black coffee
Feelin' low as the ground
It's drivin' me crazy
This waitin' for my baby
To maybe come around
To maybe come around
Pour me black coffee
And I'll come around