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(City rhythm, oo, city rhythm, oo, city rhythm, oo)
When my heart (city rhythm) is torn apart (oo) By the love I wish I had Well, I spend my (city rhythm) nights in the city's lights (oo) And things don't seem so bad Ya know the movement seems to soothe me And the tempo takes control And I lose my blues When the New York City rhythm fills my soul It's the New York City rhythm runnin' though life (city rhythm) The poundin' beat of the city streets that keeps my dreams alive I'm lost (I'm lost), I'm found (I'm found) I'm up (I'm up), I'm down, (I'm down) but somehow I survive It's got to be the New York City rhythm in my life Oh, it's got to be the New York City rhythm in my life, in my life (City rhythm, oo, city rhythm, oo, city rhythm, oo, city rhythm, oo) When I'm out (city rhythm) for love or sin (oo) Oh, it's good to be in town In the funky (city rhythm) dives on the old west side (oo) There's always somethin' goin' down Yes, I live my life with strangers And the danger's always there But when I hit Broadway and it's time to play Ya know that I don't care It's the New York City rhythm runnin' thru' my life (city rhythm) The poundin' beat of the city streets that keeps my dreams alive I'm lost (I'm lost), I'm found (I'm found) I'm up (I'm up), I'm down, (I'm down) but somehow I survive It's got to be the New York City rhythm in my life Oh, it's got to be the New York City rhythm in my life, in my life (City rhythm, oo, city rhythm) < Latin-style instrumental interlude backed with (Nueva York, Nueva York, Nueva York, Nueva York, Nueva York, Nueva York, Nueva York, Nueva York, Nueva York, Nueva York, Nueva York, Nueva York Ooh!)> (City rhythm, oo, city rhythm, oo) and more scat to end |
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Doctor my woman is comin′ back home late today
Could ya′ maybe give me something? ′cause the feelin′ is gone and I must get it back right away before she sees that I′ve been Up, down, tryin′ to get the feelin′ again All around tryin′ to get the feelin′ again The one that made me shiver, Made my knees start to quiver Everytime she walked in And I′ve looked high, low, everywhere I possibly can but there′s no tryin′ to get the feelin′ again it seemed to disappear as fast as it came where did it run to? I thought I′d done all that I could Just to keep the lovelight burnin′ But whatever I′ve done I guess I just haven′t done it too good ′cause all that′s left is yearnin′ |
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Why don't we live together
Only the two of us, we'll learn to trust Don't have to say forever 'Cause we know the rain could start and break our hearts But we'll never find the future if we hesitate We'll spend our life waiting Why don't we live together Taking it day by day we'll find a way To build us a dream that's better And still have our wings to fly if love should die Can't spend our life rehearsing all these lines of love It's time to raise the curtain Why don't we live together whether loves lives or dies At least we know we tried We've both been burned before But now we know this love is sure And there'll be no more sorrow This love is burnin' bright it lights up tomorrow Why don't we live together Takin' life's rocky ride Side by side Sailin' thru stormy weather Searchin' for sunny skies with open eyes Sharin' the tears and the laughter is the only way We'll find the love we're after Why don't we live together Whether love lives or dies At least we'll know we tried |
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We're goin? hoppin?
We're goin? happin? Where things are poppin? The philadelphia way We're gonna drop in On all the music they play On the bandstand We're goin? swingin? We're gonna swing in the crowd And we'll be clingin? And floatin' high as a cloud The phones are ringin? My mom and dad are so proud I'm on bandstand And I'll jump, and hey, I may even show'em my handstand Because I'm on, Because I'm on the american bandstand When we dance real slow I'll show all the guys in the grandstand What a swinger I am, I am on american bandstand We're goin' hoppin? We're goin' happin? Where things are poppin? The philadelphia way We're gonna drop in On all the music they play On the bandstand Bandstand bandstand bandstand Hey I'm makin' my mark Gee, this joint is jumpin' They made such a fuss just to see us arrive Hey, it's mr.dick clark What a place you've got here Swell spot the music's hot here Best in the east, Give it at least a seventy five! Now for all you joe's Here goes my american handstand Because I'm on, Because I'm on the american bandstand As we dance real slow I'm showin' the guys in the grandstand That I like my girl, But I love american bandstand The singers? croonin? He ain't the greatest but gee My baby's swoonin? In front of all of tv So if you tune in You'll see my baby and me On the bandstand And now we're hoppin? (it?s boss, baby it's boss) (there you go!) And we'll be happin' all day (it's cool, baby it's cool!) (what a show!) The philadelphia way And you can drop in (no school, baby no school!) (wave hello!) On all the music they play On the bandstand And we'll rock and roll and stroll on american Lindy hop and slop, it's american Tune in, I'm on, turn on, I'm in, I'm on Today! (bandstand) |
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It really doesn't matter if she suffered all she claims.
You know she started somewhere and she found her way to fame. And feeding on the lonely crowd, she finally belongs. A goddess by the microphone, she sings her troubled songs. She's a star No one can tell her anymore (she did it) She'll ride as far as the road can go And what it costs, she oughta know She said she'd do it She's a star (she did it) They're hangin' on her music as it fills the concert hall And she's teasin' them with moments, when you think she'll give it all But she's holdin' back the total, cause that's how she works the spell Yeah, she likes to leave 'em hungry, yeah she loves to hear 'em yell! (Chorus) And finally, the wild applause that cleans her soul and saves She's left with no companions - only enemies and slaves. She's scared again the show was slow, she felt it fall behind Tomorrow night's already raising riot in her mind. (Chorus) |
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I've been alive forever,
And I wrote the very first song. I put the words and the melodies together, I am music, And I write the songs. I write the songs that make the whole world sing. I write the songs of love and special thing s. I write the songs that make the young girls cry. I write the songs, I write the songs. My home lies deep within you, And I've got my own place in your sole. Now, when I look out through your eyes, I'm you'g again, even though I'm very old. Chorus Oh my music makes you dance And gives your spirit to take a chance, And I wrote some rock 'n' roll so you can move. Music fills your heart, Well, that's a real fine place to start. It's from me it?s for you, It's from you, it?s from me, It's a world wide symphony. Chorus I am music, and I write the songs. |
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Sometimes I look at you
Sad and so beautiful Young and alone And so far from home Much too much for you Much too soon Empty eyes gazin' all the moon As sure as I'm standing here You'll never have to be afraid As sure as I'm standin' here I'll try and help you find your way Oh I swear, as sure as I'm standing here You'll never need to be alone You've got my word As sure as I'm standing here Sometimes I look at you Sleepin' like a baby Your hair combed with sunlight Full of sweet days You say nothin' matters Say you know how it is Did you think it would be like this? But sure as standin' here |
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Walkin' around uptight
And lookin' for noise Frantic on a friday night Just one of the boys Phony defenses, they fall in my way A case of hot fire turnin' to stone Just a wind up poet with a chip on his shoulder Meetin' saturday mornin' alone What's a nice boy like me Doin' in a place that never closes? I can hardly hear ya' Holy Moses lookin' so sad What's a nice boy like me Doin' by the dance floor after hours? Dozin' over rows of whiskey sours? Feelin' so bad I'm feelin so bad for me (What'cha doin' here boy?) Lost in the crowd alone I'm drinkin' my third I'm hungry for company, But I can't think of the words Watchin' the girls, my heart in my hands What a misplaced, pitiful sight! Just a stiff upper lip who'll be knowin' tomorrow What he shoulda' been sayin' tonight! Wontcha' tell me what's a nice boy like me |
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Got dust on my piano
And dishes in the sink Your side of the bed is cold I haven't slept a wink So I read your goodbye letter To the face inside my drink Lay me down and roll me out to sea Got your picture in my wallet And some pictures in my mind A pocketful of memories I never thought I'd find And it's rainin' like a Monday And the world seems so unkind Lay me down and roll me out to sea Lay me down roll me out to sea Callin' on a mighty wave to cover me Lay me down roll me out to sea Heaven if you're ready shine your light on me Now listen to my story cause I haven't told it all I saw her with her new love She turned to me and called When they asked, “how ya' doin'? I coulda' crumbled like a wall So lay me down and roll me out to sea Lay me down roll me out to sea Callin' on a mighty wave to cover me Lay me down roll me out to sea Heaven if you're ready shine your light on me |
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Before I knew that I was blessed
When I was just like the rest of the people Who never let dreams in their minds Music would play and say Maybe you′re wastin′ your time Before I knew what good could be When I couldn′t see the need or the reason For trusting in me or my star Music would play and say Hey, what a dummy you are! And when I heard all the words about passion Singin′ to me about love of a fashion That I never heard anywhere else That′s when I said, ″Gotta get some of that for myself″ And when I heard about hurtin′ and healin′ Beautiful words about beautiful feelings What lots of believin′ could do Beautiful music, I knew it just had to be true You′re beautiful Beautiful Music Beautiful Music Beautiful Music Beautiful Music Beautiful Music Before I saw my life in lights When I couldn′t taste the nights I was missin′ I′d listen alone in my bed And music would sing to me Things no one else even said And when I heard all the words about passion Singin′ to me about love of a fashion That I never heard anywhere else That′s when I said, ″Gotta get some of that for myself″ And when I heard about hurtin′ and healin′ Beautiful words about beautiful feelings What lots of believin′ could do Beautiful music, I knew it just had to be true You′re beautiful Beautiful Music Beautiful Music Beautiful Music Beautiful Music Beautiful Music Beautiful, Beautiful Music Beautiful, Beautiful, Beautiful Music Beautiful, Beautiful Music Beautiful, Beautiful, Beautiful Music Beautiful, Beautiful Music Beautiful, Beautiful Music -acapo |
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Music & Lyrics: Stephen Sondheim
Marry me a little Love me just enough Cry but not too often Play but not too rough Keep a tender distance So we'll both be free That's the way it ought to be I'm ready Marry me a little Do it with a will Make a few demands I'm able to fulfill Want me more than others Not exclusively That's the way it oughta be I'm ready I'm ready now You can be my best friend I can be your right arm We'll go through a fight or two No harm, no harm We'll look not too deep We'll go not too far We won't have to give up a thing We'll stay who we are Right? ok then I'm ready I'm ready now Someone marry me a little Love me just enough Warm and sweet and easy Just the simple stuff Keep a tender distance So we'll both be free That's the way it oughta be I'm ready I'm ready Marry me a little Body, heart, and soul Passionate as hell But always in control Want me first and foremost Keep me company That's the way it oughta be I'm ready I'm ready now Oh how gently we'll talk Oh how softly we'll tred All the stings, the ugly things We'll keep unsaid We'll build a cocoon Of love and respect You promise whatever you like I'll never collect Right? ok then I'm ready I'm ready now Someone I'm ready |
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