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| 6:16 | 
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After one whole quart of brandy
Like a daisy I'll awake With no Bromo Seltzer handy I don't even shake Men are not a new sensation I've done pretty well I think But this half-pint imitation Put me on the blink I'm wild again beguiled again a simpering whimpering child again bewitched bothered and bewildered Am I couldn't sleep, and wouldn't sleep when love came and told me I shouldn't sleep Bewiched bothered and bewildered Am I lost my heart, but what of it? he is cold, I agree he can laugh, but I love it Because the laugh's on me I'll sing to him, each spring to him And long for the day when I'll cling to him, Bewitched bothered and bewildered Am I. He's a fool and don't I know it But a fool can have his charms I'm in love and don't I show it like a babe in arms I've sinned a lot I'm mean a lot But I'm like sweet seventeen a lot bewitched bothered and bewildered Am I I'll sing to him Each spring to him And worship the trousers that cling to him Bewitched bothered and bewildered Am I When he talks He is seeking words to get On his chest Horizontally speaking he's at his very best vexed again oh yes, perplexed again thak God, I can't be oversexed again bewitched bothered and bewildered Am I |
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| 3. |
| 2:56 |
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| 4. |
| 3:21 |
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| 5. |
| 4:29 |
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| 6. |
| 5:39 |
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It won't be easy
You'll think it strange When I try to explain how I feel That I still need your love After all that I've done You won't believe me All you will see is a girl You once knew Although she's dressed up To the nines At sixes and sevens with you I had to let it happen I had to change Couldn't stay all my life Down at the hill Looking out of the window Staying out of the sun So I chose freedom Running around trying Everything new But nothing impressed me at all I never expected it too Don't cry for me Argentina The truth is I never left you All through my wild days My mad existence I kept my promise Don't keep your distance And as for fortune And as for fame I never invited them in Though it seemed to the world They were all I desired They are illusions They are not the solutions They promised to be The answer was here all the time I love you and hope you love me I kept my promise Don't keep your distance |
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| 2:45 |
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I wanna be loved by you, just you and nobody else but you
I wanna be loved by you alone poo poo pu doop I wanna be kissed by you just you and nobody else but you I wanna be loved by you alone I couldn't aspire to anything higher Than fill a desire to make you my own I wanna be loved by you, just you nobody else but you I wanna be loved by you alone I couldn't aspire to anything higher Than fill a desire to make you my own I wanna be loved by you, just you nobody else but you I wanna be loved by you alone |
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| 8. |
| 3:57 |
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Sunday is gloomy.
My hours are slumberless Dearest the shadows I live with are numberless Little white flowers Will never awaken you Not where the black coach Of sorrow has taken you Angels have no thought Of ever returning you Would they be angry If I thought of joining you Gloomy Sunday Sunday is gloomy With shadows I spend it all My heart and I have decided To end it all Soon there'll be flowers and prayers That are said I know But let them not weep Let them know That I'm glad to go Death is no dream For in death I'm caressing you With the last breath of my soul I'll be blessing you Gloomy Sunday Dreaming I was only dreaming I wake and I find you asleep In the deep of my heart dear Darling I hope That my dream never haunted you My heart is telling you How much I wanted you Gloomy Sunday Gloomy Sunday |
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| 3:07 |
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love letters straight from your heart
keep us so near while apart I'm not alone in the night when can I have all the love you write *I memorize every line I kiss the name that you sign And darling then I read again right from the start love letters straight from your heart *Repeat |
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| 10. |
| 3:28 |
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| 11. |
| 4:15 |
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I peeked in to say goodnight
and then I heard my child in prayer and for me some scarlet ribbons scarlet ribbons for my hair all the stores were close and shuttered all the streets were dark and bare in our town no scarlet ribbons not one scarlet ribbon for her hair thru the night my heart was aching just before the dawn was breaking I peeked in and on her pillow In gay profusion lying there lively ribbons, scarlet ribbons scarlet ribbons for her hair If I live to be two hundred I will never know from where came those lovely scarlet ribbons scarlet ribbons for her hair |
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Trackback from :: 자기만의 방 :: 2009-01-16 12:30:28
Subject : Sinead O'Connor - Gloomy Sunday
