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Lately when I'm in my room all by myself In the solitary gloom I call to myself Hey there, you with the stars in your eyes Love never made a fool of you, you used to be too wise Hey there, you on that high-flyin' cloud Though he won't throw a crumb to you, you think some day he'll come to you Better forget him, him with his nose in the air He has you dancin' on a string, break it and he won't care Won't you take this advice I hand you like a mother Or are you not seein' things too clear Are you too much in love to hear Is it all goin' in one ear and out the other Hey there, you with the stars in your eyes [Are you talking to me?] Love never made a fool of you [Not until now] You used to be too wise [Yes, I was once] Will you take this advice I hand you like a mother Or am I not seein' things too clear Are you just too far gone to hear Is it all goin' in one ear and out the other |
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If you loved me half as much as I love you You wouldn't worry me half as much as you do You're nice to me when there's no one else around You only build me up to let me down If you missed me half as much as I miss you You wouldn't stay away half as much as you do I know that I would never be this blue If you only loved me half as much as I love you You're nice to me when there's no one else around You only build me up to let me down If you missed me half as much as I miss you You wouldn't stay away half as much as you do I know that I would never be this blue If you only loved me half as much as I love you |
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| 2:17 |
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Botcha-a-me (Ba-Ba-Baciami Piccina) Rosemary Clooney Written by Luigi Astore, Riccardo Morbelli, and Eddie Stanley Peaked at # 2 in 1952 Cover version of the theme from the 1952 Italian film Una Famiglia Impossible. Botch-a-me, I'll-botcha you and ev'rything goes crazy Bah-bah, botch-a-me, bambino Bah-bah-bo, bo, boca piccolino When you kiss me and I'm a-kissa you Tra la la la la la la la la loo Bah-bah, botch-a-me, my baby Bah-bah-bo, bo, just say "Yes" and maybe If-a you squeeze me and I'm a-squeeza you Tra la la la la la la la la loo Bee-oo, bye-oh, bee-oo, boo Won't you botch-a-, botch-a-me? Bee-oo, bye-oh, bee-oo, boo When you botch-a-me, I a-botcha you and ev'rything goes crazy Bah-bah, botch-a-me, bambino Bah-bah-bo, bo, boca piccolino And then we will raise a great big family Tra la la la la la la la la lee Botch-a-me, I'll-botcha you and ev'rything goes crazy Bah-bah, botch-a-me, my baby Bah-bah-bo, bo, just say "Yes" and maybe If-a you squeeze me and I'm a-squeeza you Tra la la la la la la la la loo Bee-oo, bye-oh, bee-oo, boo Won't you botch-a, botch-a-me? SPOKEN: Kiss me!! Bee-oo, bye-oh, bee-oo, boo When you botch-a-me, I a-botcha you SPOKEN: C'mon a-you, kissa me, eh?!! Bah-bah, botch-a-me, bambino Bah-bah-bo, bo, boca piccolino And then we will raise a great big family Tra la la la la la la la la Bee-oo, bye-oh, bee-oo, boo Botch-a-me, bambino, botch-a-me SPOKEN: That's nice!! |
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| 2:05 |
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| 7. |
| 2:53 |
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| 8. |
| 2:53 |
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You make me feel so young
You make me feel so spring as sprung And every time I see you grin I'm such a happy individual The moment that you speak I want to go and play hide-and-seek I want to go and bounce the moon Just like a toy balloon You and I, are just like a couple of tots Running across the meadow Picking up lots of forget-me-nots You make me feel so young You make me feel there are songs to be sung Bells to be rung, and a wonderful fling to be flung And even when I'm old and gray I'm gonna feel the way I do today 'Cause you make me feel so young You and I, are just like a couple of tots Running across the meadow Picking up lots of forget-me-nots You make me feel so young You make me feel there are songs to be sung Bells to be rung, and a wonderful fling to be flung And even when I'm old and gray I'm gonna feel the way I do today 'Cause you make me feel so young |
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| 2:22 |
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| 10. |
| 2:57 |
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| 3:40 |
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| 12. |
| 2:30 |
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A girl went back to Napoli
Because she missed the scenery The native dances and the charming songs But wait a minute, something's wrong Hey, mambo! Mambo italiano! Hey, mambo! Mambo italiano Go, go, go you mixed up sigialiano All you calabraise-a do the mambo like a crazy with a Hey mambo, don't wanna tarantella Hey mambo, no more a mozzarella Hey mambo! Mambo italiano! Try an enchilada with da fish a bac a lan and a Hey goombah, I love a how you dance a rhumbah But take a some advice paisano Learn how to mambo If you gonna be a square You ain't a gonna go nowhere Hey mambo! mambo italiano! Hey mambo! mambo italiano! Go, go, Joe, shake a like a Giovanno Hello kess-a-deetch-a you getta happy in the feets a When you mambo italiano Shake-a Baby shake-a cause I love a when you take a me Mama say "stop-a or I'm gonna tell a papa" And a hey ja drool you don't a have to go to school Just make-a wid da beat bambino It's a like a vino Kid you good a lookin' but you don't a-know what's cookin' till you Hey mambo, Mambo italiano Hey mambo, Mambo italiano Ho, ho, ho, you mixed up Sigiliano it's a so delish a ev'rybody come copisha How to mambo italianoooooo! 'Ats nice! UNH |
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| 2:22 |
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This ole house once knew his children
This ole house once knew his wife This ole house was home and comfort As they fought the storms of life This old house once rang with laughter This old house heard many shouts Now he trembles in the darkness When the lightnin' walks about CHORUS: Ain't a-gonna need this house no longer Ain't a-gonna need this house no more Ain't got time to fix the shingles Ain't got time to fix the floor Ain't got time to oil the hinges Nor to mend the windowpane Ain't a-gonna need this house no longer He's a-gettin' ready to meet the saints This ole house is a-gettin' shaky This ole house is a-gettin' old This ole house lets in the rain This ole house lets in the cold On his knees I'm gettin' chilly But he feel no fear nor pain 'Cause he see an angel peekin' Through a broken windowpane CHORUS This ole house is afraid of thunder This ole house is afraid of storms This ole house just groans and trembles When the night wind flings its arms This ole house is gettin' feeble This old house is needin' paint Just like him it's tuckered out But he's a-gettin' ready to meet the saints CHORUS This ole house dog lies a-sleepin' He don't know I'm gonna leave Else he'd wake up by the fireplace And he'd sit there and howl and grieve But my huntin' days are over Ain't gonna hunt the coon no more Gabriel done brought in my chariot When the wind blew down the door CHORUS |
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| 3:28 |
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The evening breeze caressed the trees tenderly The trembling trees embraced the breeze tenderly Then you and I came wandering by And lost in a sigh were we The shore was kissed by sea and mist tenderly I can't forget how two hearts met breathlessly Your a |
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Mangos, papaya just nuts from the fire In my house of straw I have so much more Pie from the peach and I fix in the kitchen Each bite is just right for your appetite Now if you like-a the way I cook And if you like-a the way I look Then step inside my s |
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