Peggy Lee - Great Ladies Of Song / Spotlight On Peggy Lee (1995) by Peggy Lee (보컬) on maniadb.com

I've got the world on a string Sitting on a rainbow
Got the string around my finger
What a world, what a life - I'm in love
I've got a song that I sing
I can make the rain go Any time I move my finger
Lucky me, can't you see - I'm in love
Life's is a beautiful thing As long as I hold the string
I'd be a silly so-and-so If I should ever let it go
I've got the world on a string Sitting on a rainbow
Got the string around my finger
What a world, what a life - I'm in love

I've got the world on a string Sitting on a rainbow
Got the string around my finger
What a world, what a life - I'm in love

"When he held me in his arms,
when he held me in his arms and said,
"Baby, baby, baby, you are the only one for me."

When a man loves a woman,
can't keep his mind on nothing else.
He'll trade the world
for the good thing he found.
Yeah, if she's bad, he can't see it.
She can do no wrong.
Turn his back on his best friend
if he put her down.

When a man loves a woman,
spend his very last dime
tryin' to hold on to what he needs.
He'll give up all his comforts,
go out and sleep out in the rain,
if she says, "Baby, that is how it's gonna be."

When a man loves a woman,
gives her everything that he has,
tryin' to hold on to her precious love,
cryin, "Baby, baby please don't treat me bad."

When a man loves a woman
down deep in his soul,
she can bring him such misery.
Yeah, she's bad, but, oooh,
he's the last one to know.
Lovin' eyes don't ever see.

So, this man says he loves me, he loves me.
He gives me everything, everything,
everything that he has,
tryin' to hold on to my precious love,
cryin', "Baby, baby, baby, don't you, don't you
treat me, treat me bad."
Ohhhh . . . yeah.

When a man loves a woman
he can do her no wrong.
He could never hold another girl.
Oh, you tell me you love me, baby,
and gonna hold me tight.
Baby, baby, this is a man's world.
No, no.
Oh, baby, a change is gonna come down
in this man's world.

I'm just wild about Harry
And Harry's wild about me
The heavenly caresses of his kisses
Fills me with ecstasy
He's as sweet as chocolate candy
And just like honey from a bee
Oh I'm just wild about Harry
And he's just wild about
Cannot do without
He is from the south
Can't you hear me shout
Talking with my mouth
Could you ever doubt
He's just wild about me

never know how much i love you never know how much i care when you put your arms around me I give you fever that's so hard to bare you give me fever when you kiss me fever when you hold me tight Fever In the morning Fever all through the night Sun lights up the day time moon lights up the night I light up when you call my name and you know i'm gonna treat you right you give me fever when you kiss me fever when you hold me tight Fever In the morning Fever all through the night Everybodies got the fever That is somethin you all know Fever is'nt such a new thing Fever start long ago Romeo love Juliet Juliet she felt the same When he put his arms around her He said Julie baby your my flame Now give me fever When were kissin Fever with that flame in you Fever I'm a fire Fever yeah i burn for you Captain smith and pocahontas had a very mad affair When her daddy tried to kill him She said daddy oh don't you dare He gives me fever With his kisses fever when he holds me tight Fever I'm his misses Daddy won't you treat him right Now you listened to my story Here's the point that i have made Chicks were born to give you fever Be it fair and have a sense of game They give you fever when you kiss them Fever if you really learned Fever Till you sizzlen But what a lovely way to burn But what a lovely way to burn But what a lovely way to burn But what a lovely way to burn .....

Someday we'll build a home on a hilltop high
You and I
Shiny and new a cottage that two can fill
And we'll be pleased to be called
"The folks who live on the hill"

Someday we may be adding a wing or two
A thing or two
We will make changes as any fam'ly will
But we will always be called
"The folks who live on the hill"

Our veranda will command a view of meadows green
The sort of view that seems to want to be seen
And when the kids grow up and leave us
We'll sit and look at the same old view
Just we two

Darby and Joan who used to be Jack and Jill
The folks who like to be called
What they have always been called
"The folks who live on the hill"