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Don't know why
Theres no sun up in the sky Stormy weather Since my gal and I Ain't together Keeps raining all the time Life is bare Gloom and misery everywhere Stormy weather Just can't get my poor old self together I'm weary all the time The time So weary all the time When she went away The blues walked in and they met If she stays away that old rocking chair's gonna get me All I do is pray the Lord above is gonna let me Walk in the sun once more Can't go on Everything I have is gone Stormy weather Since my gal and I Ain't together Keeps raining all the time Keeps raining all the time Backing singers: When she went away The blues walked in and met me If he stays away that old rocking chair will get me All I do is pray the Lord above will let me Walk in the sun once more Can't go on Everything I have is gone Stormy weather Since my gal and I Ain't together Keeps raining all the time The time Keeps raining all the time |
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A cigarette that bears a lipstick's traces
An airline ticket to romantic places And still my heart has wings These foolish things remind me of you A tinkling piano in the next apartment Those stumbling words that told you what my heart meant A fairground's painted swings These foolish things remind me of you You came, you saw, you conquered me When you did that to me I knew somehow this had to be The winds of March that make my heart a dancer A telephone that rings but who's to answer? Oh, how the ghost of you clings These foolish things remind me of you The smile of Turner and the scent of roses The waiters whistling as the last bar closes The song that Crosby sings These foolish things remind me of you |
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Writer(s): Anderson/Weill
Oh, it's a long, long time from May to December But the days grow short when you reach September When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame One hasn't got time for the waiting game Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few September, November And these few precious days I'll spend with you These precious days I'll spend with you |
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Like the beat beat beat of the tom-tom
When the jungle shadows fall Like the tick tick tock of the stately clock As it stands against the wall Like the drip drip drip of the raindrops When the summer shower is through So a voice within me keeps repeating you, you, you Night and day You are the one Only you beneath the moon and under the sun Whether near to me or far It's no matter, darling, where you are I think of you Day and night Night and day Why is it so That this longing for you follows wherever I go? In the roarin' traffic's boom In the silence of my lonely room I think of you Day and night Night and day Under the hide of me There's an oh such a hungry yearnin' burnin' inside of me And its torment won't be through 'Til you let me spend my life making love to you Day and night Night and day Night and day You are one Only you 'neath the moon or under the sun Whether near to me or far It's no matter, baby, where you are I think of you Day and night Night and day Why is it so That this longing for you follows wherever I go In the roarin' traffic's boom In the silence of my lonely room I think of you Day and night Night and day Under the height of me There's an oh such a hungry yearnin' burnin' inside of me And its torment won't be through 'Til you let me spend life making love to you Day and night Night and day |
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The song a robin sings,
Through years of endless springs, The murmur of a brook at evening tides. That ripples through a nook where two lovers hide. That great symphonic theme, That's Stella by starlight, And not a dream, My heart and I agree, She's everything on this earth to me. That great symphonic theme, That's Stella by starlight, And not a dream, My heart and i agree, She's everything on this earth to me. |
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And now the purple dusk of twilight time
steals across the meadows of my heart. High up in the sky the little stars climb, always reminding me that we're apart. You wandered down the lane and far away leaving me a song that will not die. Love is now the stardust of yesterday, the music of the years gone by. Chorus Sometimes I wonder why I spend the lonely night dreaming of a song. The melody haunts my reverie, and I am once again with you, when our love was new, and each kiss an inspiration. But that was long ago, now my consolation is in the stardust of a song. Beside a garden wall, when stars are bright, you are in my arms. the nightingale tells his fairy tale a paradise where roses bloom. Though I dream in vain, in my heart it will remain: My stardust melody, the memory of love's refrain Repeat Chorus |
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Writer(s): B. Lane/R. Freed
I like New York in June, how about you? I like a Gershwin tune, how about you? I love a fireside when a storm is due. How about you? I like potato chips, moonlight motor trips, how about you? I'm mad about good books, can't get my fill And James Durante's looks give me a thrill Holding hands in the movie show, when all the lights are low May not be new, but I like it, how about you? |
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Fools rush in Where angels fear to tread And so I come to you my love My heart above my head Though I see The danger there If there's a chance for me Then I don't care Fools rush in Where wise men never go But wise men never fall in love So how are they to know When we met I felt my life begin So open up your heart and let This fool rush in |
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That old black magic has me in it's spell,
That old black magic that you weave so well Those icy fingers up and down my spine, The same old witchcraft when your eyes meet mine, The same old tingle that I feel inside And then that elevator starts it's slide, Down and down I go, Round and round I go, Like a leaf that's caught in the tide. I should stay away but what can I do, I hear your name, and I'm aflame, A flame with such a burning desire, That only your kiss can put out the fire. 'cause you're the lover I have waited for, The mate that fate had me created for, And every time you lips meet mine, Darling, down and down I go, Round and round I go, In that spin of love that I am in, Under that old black of love. |
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The girl that I marry will have to be
As soft and as pink as a nursery The girl I call my own Will wear satins and laces and smell of cologne Her nails will be polished and, in her hair, She'll wear a gardenia and I'll be there `stead of flittin', I'll be sittin' Next to her and she'll purr like a kitten A doll I can carry, the girl that I marry must be Her nails will be polished and, in her hair, She'll wear a gardenia and I'll be there `stead of flittin', I'll be sittin' Next to her and she'll purr like a kitten A doll I can carry, the girl that I marry must be |
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All or nothing at all
Half a love, never appealed to me If your heart, never could yield to me Then I'd rather (rather) have nothing at all All or nothing at all If it's love, there is no in between Why begin then cry, for something that might have been No I'd rather (rather) have nothing at all But please don't bring your lips so close to my cheek Don't smile or I'll be lost beyond recall The kiss in your eyes, the touch of your hand makes me weak And my heart may go dizzy and fall And if I fell (I fell) under the spell of your call I would be, caught in the undertow So you see, I've got to say no, no All or nothing at all |
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Writer(s): Frank Loesser, Louis Alter
How I love the kisses of Dolores Aye-aye-aye Dolores Not Marie or Emily or Doris Only my Dolores >From a balcony above me She whispers Love me and throws a rose Ah but she is twice as lovely As the rose she throws I would die to be with my Dolores Aye-aye-aye Dolores I was made to serenade Dolores Chorus after chorus Just imagine eyes like moonrise A voice like music, lips like wine What a break if I could make Dolores Mine all mine. I would die to be with my Dolores Aye-aye-aye Dolores I was made to serenade Dolores Chorus after chorus Just imagine eyes like moonrise A voice like music, lips like wine What a break if I could make Dolores Mine all mine |
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Give me five minutes more
Only five minutes more Let me stay, let me stay in your arms Here am I, begging for Only five minutes more Only five minutes more of your charms All week long I dreamed about our Saturday date Don't you know that Sunday morning you can sleep late Give me five minutes more Only five minutes more Let me stay, let me stay in your arms All week long I dreamed about our Saturday date And don't you know that Sunday morning you can sleep late Give me five minutes more Only five minutes more Let me stay, let me stay Stay in your arms |
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Some like a night at the movies, some like a dance or a show
Some are content with an evening spent home by the radio Some like to live for the moment, some like to just reminisce But whenever I have an evening to spend. just give me one like this This is a lovely way to spend an evening. can't think of anything I'd rather do This is a lovely way to spend an evening, can't think of anyone as lovely as you A casual stroll through a garden. a kiss by a lazy lagoon Catching a breath of moonlight, humming our favorite tune This is a lovely way to spend an evening I want to save all my nights and spend them with you Catching a breath of moonlight, humming our favorite tune This is a lovely way to spend an evening I want to save all my nights and spend them with you |
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Day by Day
Im falling more in love with you And day by day My love seems to grow There isn't any end to my devotion It's deeper, dear, by far Than any ocean I find that day by day You're making all my dreams come true So come what may I want you to know I'm yours alone And I'm in love to this day As we go through the years Day by day Im yours alone And Im in love to this day As we go through the years Day by Day |
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It started all over again
The moment I looked in your eyes It started all over again The thrill we can never disguise The day that we parted, so broken hearted Will never return again Dreams I've delayed, promises made Are starting anew, just for you It started all over again The moment I held you so tight It started all over again When we kissed away the night - till dawn's early light Now were together, sweethearts forever We'll build our romance anew It started all over again The moment I looked at you |
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What good are words I say to you?
They can't convey to you what's in my heart If you could hear instead The things I've left unsaid Time after time I tell myself that I'm So lucky to be loving you So lucky to be The one you run to see In the evening, when the day is through I only know what I know The passing years will show You've kept my love so young, so new And time after time You'll hear me say that I'm So lucky to be loving you |
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I begged her, I pleaded, I told her: Baby, come out of your shell,
I told her: Maybe, you'll find that it's swell, I argued, I threatened, I said: You can't send me home, Not like this, then I finally got my kiss. I begged her, I pleaded, I told her: Baby, come out of your shell, And I told her: Maybe, you'll find that it's swell, She argued, then I threatened: You can't send me home, Not like this, then I finally got my kiss. |
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Writer(s): Van Heusen/Burke
Imagination is funny It makes a cloudy day sunny It makes a bee think of honey Just as I think of you Imagination is crazy Your whole perspective gets hazy Starts you asking a daisy What to do, what to do Have you ever felt a gentle touch And then a kiss, and then and then Find it's only your imagination again Imagination is silly You go around willy nilly For example I go around wanting you And yet I can't imagine that you want me too |
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Full moon and empty arms,
The moon is there for us to share, But where are you? A night like this could weave a memory, And every kiss could start a dream for two. Full moon and empty arms, Tonight I'll use the magic moon to wish upon, And next full moon, If my one wish comes true, My empty arms will be filled with you. |
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Daybreak, another new day,
The mist on the meadow is drifting away, For it's daybreak, the sun's in the sky now, And flowers break through their blanket of dew, Sunrise, how lovely it seems To see from my window a sky full of dreams, As the white clouds sail on through the blue, At daybreak I did dream of you. |
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Writer(s): Parker/Sanicola/Sinatra
This love of mine goes on and on, Tho' life is empty since you have gone. You're always on my mind, tho' out of sight It's lonesome thru the day, But oh! the night. I cry my heart out it's bound to break, Since nothing matters, let it break. I ask the sun and the moon, The stars that shine, What's to become of it, this love of mine. |
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Writer(s): Youmans/Rose/dEliscu
Without a song, the day would never end Without a song, the road would never have been When things go wrong, a man ain't got a friend Without a song That field of corn, would never see a plow That field of corn, would be deserted now A man is born, but he's no good no how Without a song I've got my trouble and woe, but sure as I know The Jordan will roll I'll get along, as long as a song Is strung in my soul I'll never know, what makes the rain to fall I'll never know, what makes the grass so tall I only know, there ain't no love at all Without a song |
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In the blue of evening when you appear close to me, dear one,
There in the dusk we'll share a dream reverie, In the blue of evening while crickets call and stars are falling, There 'neath the midnight sky you'll come to me. In the shadows of the night we'll stand, I'll touch your hand. And then, softly as your lovely eyes entreat, our lips will meet again. In the blue of evening, night winds above whisper I love you, There will we find romance in the blue of evening. |
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I have but one heart, this heart I bring you,
I have but one heart to share with you, I have but one dream that I can cling to, You are the one dream I pray comes true. My darling, until I saw you, I never felt this way, And nobody else before you, ever has heard me say, You are my one love, my life I live for you, I have but one heart to give to you. *Dicimo o mari, facimu l'amore, *A curi a curi che ci passa, *Ca u mare parla e na' carezza, *Ma a tia la brezza, fina murir. You are my one love, my love I live for you, I have but one heart to give to you. |
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Way down among Brazilians
Coffee beans grow by the billions So they've got to find those extra cups to fill They've got an awful lot of coffee in Brazil You can't get cherry soda 'Cause they've got to fill that quota And the way things are I'll bet they never will They've got a zillion tons of coffee in Brazil No tea or tomato juice You'll see no potato juice The planters down in Santos all say no no no The politician's daughter Was accused of drinking water And was fined a great big fifty dollar bill They've got an awful lot of coffee in Brazil You date a girl and find out later She smells just like a percolator Her perfume was made right on the grill Why they could percolate the ocean in Brazil And when their ham and eggs need savor Coffee ketchup gives 'em flavor Coffee pickles way outsell the dill Why they put coffee in the coffee in Brazil So your lead to the local color Serving coffee with a cruller Dunking doesn't take a lot of skill They've got an awful lot of coffee in Brazil |
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My romance doesn't have to have a moon in the sky
My romance doesn't need a blue lagoon standing by No month of may, no twinkling stars No hide away, no softly guitars My romance doesn't need a castle rising in Spain Nor a dance to a constantly surprising refrain Wide awake I can make the most fantastic dream come true My romance doesn't need a thing but you |
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