Disc 1 | ||||||
---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
1. |
| 2:18 | ||||
My Funny Valentine
Sweet Comic Valentine You Make Me Smile With My Heart You're Looks Are Laughable, Unphotographable Yet You're My Favorite Work Of Art Is Your FigureLess Than Greek Is Your Mouth A Little Weak When You Open It To Speak Are You Smart Don't Change A Hair For Me Not If You Care For Me Stay Little Valentine Stay Each Day Is Valentine's Day |
||||||
2. |
| 2:42 | ||||
3. |
| 2:50 | ||||
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 nights are cold, For love is old, Love was grand when love was new, Birds were singin' and 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. |
||||||
4. |
| 2:58 | ||||
5. |
| 3:06 | ||||
6. |
| 4:10 | ||||
7. |
| 2:45 | ||||
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. [horn solo] 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. |
||||||
8. |
| 5:37 | ||||
9. |
| 3:44 | ||||
"Let's get lost, lost in each other's arms
Let's get lost, let them send out alarms And though they'll think us rather rude Let's tell the world we're in that crazy mood. Let's defrost in a romantic mist Let's get crossed off everybody's list To celebrate this night we found each other, mmm, let's get lost (horn solo) (piano solo) Let's defrost in a romantic mist Let's get crossed off everybody's list To celebrate this night we found each other, mm, let's get lost oh oh, let's get lost" |
||||||
10. |
| 4:46 | ||||
11. |
| 3:02 | ||||
They're writing songs of love, but not for me.
A lucky star's above, but not for me. With love to lead the way I've found more clouds of grey than any Russain play could |
||||||
12. |
| 6:43 | ||||