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ComC'est si bon Lovers say that in France When they thrill to romance It means that it's so good C'est Si Bon So I say to you Like the French people do Because it's oh so good. Every word, every sigh, every kiss, dear, Leads to only one thought And the thought is this, dear! C'est Si Bon Nothing else can replace Just your slyest embrace And if you only would Be my own for the rest of my days I will whisper this phrase My darling, my darling... C'est si bon! |
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Won't you come and go with me Down that Mississippi We'll take a boat to the land of dreams Come along with me on, down to New OrleansNow the band's there to greet us Old friends will meet us Where all them folks goin to the St. Louis Cemetary meet Heaven on earth.... they call it Basin StreetI'm tellin' ya, Basin Street...... is the street Where all them characters from the First street they meet New Orleans..... land of dreams you'll never miss them rice and beans Way down south in New OrleansThey'll be huggin'.... and a kissin' That's what I been missin' And all that music....lord, if you just listen' New Orleans....I got them Basin Street BluesNow ain't you glad you went with me On down that Mississippi We took a boat to the land of dreams Heaven on earth...they call it Basin Street |
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We are traveling in the footsteps
Of those who've gone before But we'll all be reunited (But if we stand reunited) On a new and sunlit shore (Then a new world is in store)Oh when the Saints go marching in When the Saints go marching in Oh Lord I want to be in that number When the Saints go marching inAnd when the sun refuse (begins) to shine And when the sun refuse (begins) to shine Oh Lord I want to be in that number When the Saints go marching inWhen the moon turns red with blood When the moon turns red with blood Oh Lord I want to be in that number When the Saints go marching inOn that hallelujah day On that hallelujah day Oh Lord I want to be in that number When the Saints go marching inOh when the trumpet sounds the call Oh when the trumpet sounds the call Oh Lord I want to be in that number When the Saints go marching inSome say this world of trouble Is the only one we need But I'm waiting for that morning When the new world is revealedWhen the revelation (revolution) comes When the revelation (revolution) comes Oh Lord I want to be in that number When the Saints go marching inWhen the rich go out and work When the rich go out and work Oh Lord I want to be in that number When the Saints go marching inWhen the air is pure and clean When the air is pure and clean Oh Lord I want to be in that number When the Saints go marching inWhen we all have food to eat When we all have food to eat Oh Lord I want to be in that number When the Saints go marching inWhen our leaders learn to cry -aca |
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Give me a kiss to build a dream on,
And my imagination will thrive upon that kiss. Sweetheart, I ask no more than this A kiss to build a dream on. Give me a kiss before you leave me, And my imagination will feed my hungry heart. Leave me one thing before we part, A kiss to build a dream on. When I'm alone with my fancies, I'll be with you, Weaving romances, making believe they're true. Oh, give me your lips for just a moment, And my imagination will make that moment live. Give me what you alone can give, A kiss to build a dream on. When I'm alone with my fancies, I'll be with you, Weaving romances, making believe they're true. Oh, give me your lips for just a moment, And my imagination will make that moment live. Give me what you alone can give, A kiss to build a dream on. |
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I found my thrill on Blueberry Hill On Blueberry Hill when I found you The moon stood still on Blueberry Hill And lingered until my dreams came true(The wind in the willow played Love's sweet melody But all of those vows we made Were never to be)Though we're apart, you're part of me still For you were my thrill on Blueberry Hill(I found my thrill) Come climb the hill with me, baby (on Blueberry Hill) We'll see what we shall see (on Blueberry Hill) I'll bring my horn with me (when I found you) I'll be wit' you where berries are blue (the moon stood still) Each afternoon we'll go (on Blueberry Hill) Higher than the moon we'll go (and lingered until) Then, to a weddin' in June we'll go (my dreams came true) Ba-ba-da-de-buzz-buzz va-de-n-da-dayThe wind in the willow played (do you really love me) Love's sweet melody (as I love you?) But all of those vows we made (will you still remember) Were never to be (when the night is through?)Though we're apart, you're part of me still For you were my thrill on Blueberry Hill |