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| 4:18 | 
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| 2. |
| 4:12 |
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| 3. |
| 4:39 |
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| 4. |
| 3:39 | 
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Missed the saturday dance....heard they crowded the floor
I couldn't bear it without you Don't get around much anymore Went to visit the club....i got as far as the door They'd've asked me about you Don't get around much anymore Well darling, I guess my mind's more at ease But never the less, why stir up memories I've been invited on dates......should have gone but what for It's awfully different without you Don't get around much anymore |
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| 5. |
| 4:20 |
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My story is much too sad to be told,
But practically everything leaves me totally cold. The only exception I know is the case Where I'm out on a quiet spree Fighting vainly the old ennui And I suddenly turn and see Your fabulous face. I get no kick from champagne. Mere alcohol doesn't thrill me at all, So tell me why should it be true That I get a kick out of you? Some get a kick from cocaine. I'm sure that if I took even one sniff That would bore me terrific'ly too, Oh baby, I get a kick out of you. I get a kick everytime I see You're standing there before me. I get a kick though it's clear to me You obviously don't adore me. I get no kick in a plane. Flying too high with some girl in the sky Is my idea of nothing to do, Yeah baby, I get a kick out of you. |
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| 6. |
| 4:46 |
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| 7. |
| 2:33 |
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| 8. |
| 3:59 |
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| 9. |
| 4:15 |
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| 10. |
| 5:44 |
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| 11. |
| 8:31 |
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| 12. |
| 4:54 |
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