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In love with all
Those boys who call On young cuties But now I find I'm all inclined To keep my mind On my duties Since I've begun to share In such a sweet love affair Though I'm in love, I'm not above A date with a duke or a caddie It's just a pose, 'cause my baby knows That my heart belongs to daddy When some good scout, invites me out To dine om some fine fin and haddie My baby's sure, his love is secure Cause my heart belongs to daddy Yes my heart belongs to daddy So I simply couldn't be bad Yes I'm gonna marry daddy Da-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-ad If you feel romantic laddy Let me warn you right from the start That my heart belongs to daddy And my daddy belongs to my heart |
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chew chew chew your bubble gum
chew chew chew your bubble gum chew chew chew your bubble gum chew chew chew baby first you pop then you stop the gum gets big and round blow your troubles we like bubbles when you hear the funny little pop chew chew chew your bubble gum chew chew chew your bubble gum chew chew chew your bubble gum chew chew chew baby listen here, you're having fun chewing all your bubble gum give us some and we'll show thee jus what makes your heart beat boys you're right i'm having fun chewing all my bubble gum bubble gums it makes me sing here just some it'll make you swing first you pop then you stop the gum gets big and round blow your troubles we like bubbles when you hear the funny little pop chew chew chew your bubble gum chew chew chew your bubble gum chew chew chew your bubble gum chew chew chew baby |
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I betcha, a nickel
I bet you I win I betcha, a nickel That you will give in What'sa matter honey? 'Fraid you'll lose? Do what you wanna And say what you choose I still betcha, a nickel That you will be mine I betcha, a nickel Even raise it a dime I always win my money You can bet on that I always take a tip And keep it under my hat You've got yourself to yourself Come on, get off that shelf You can fool some of the people some of the time But you can't fool all the people all of the time That's why I betcha, a nickel That you will be mine I betcha, you'll sign on, the dotted line I don't see no sense in wasting all this time Cause whatever you bet, your bet is gonna be mine You've got yourself to yourself Come on, get off that shelf You can fool some of the people some of the time But you can't fool all the people all of the time (we betcha, a penny, we ain't got a dime) Say that ain't no money, you're wastin' my time I don't see no sense in all this rhythm and rhyme Cause whatever you bet, your bet is gonna be mine |
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I want the waiter
With the water I want the waiter with the water for my daughter I want the waiter with the water for my daughter cause my daughter has an order for some water on the tray He's got a menu That'll send you He's got a menu that'll send you and befriend you He's got a menu that'll send you and befriend you maybe lend you if you help me find the waiter with the tray While my daughter was having lunch one day She caught the waiter's eye He took one look at her, then ran away Now she's bothered by her thirst unless I find that guy I want the waiter With the water I want the waiter with the water for my daughter Don't want the butcher or the baker or the candlestickle maker Want the waiter with the water on the tray She wants the waiter With the water She wants the waiter with the water for her daughter Don't want the butcher or the baker or the candlestickle maker Want the waiter with the water on the tray |
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You came to me from out of nowhere,
you took my heart and found it free. Wonderful dreams, wonderful schemes from nowhere made every hour sweet as a flower for me. If you should go back to your nowhere, leaving me with a memory, I'll always wait for your return out of nowhere, hoping you'll bring your love to me. |
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Love here in the starlit hour
Oh, heaven is in your eyes While the wind is sobbing Underneath the stars Both our hearts are throbbing Like two guitars Love here in the starlit hour Night whispering lullabies Let me dream forever Underneath the silvery skies Will it be just as sweet again, The glamor, the glory that we know Will I find when we meet again The glamor, the glory?s still a glow But tonight let us forget tomorrow Here under the midnight blue Love will bloom and flower In the starlit hour with you |
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Imagination is funny,
it makes a cloudy day sunny Makes a bee think of honey just as I think of you Imagination is crazy, your whole perspective gets hazy Starts you asking a daisy "What to do, what to do?" Have you ever felt a gentle touch and then a kiss And then and then, find it's only your imagination again? Oh, well Imagination is silly, you go around willy-nilly For example I go around wanting you And yet I can't imagine that you want me, too Have you ever felt a gentle touch and then a kiss And then and then, find it's only your imagination again? Oh, well Imagination is silly, you go around willy-nilly For example I go around wanting you And yet I can't imagine No no I can't imagine that you want me, too |
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Shake down the stars,
pull down the clouds, Turn off the moon, do it soon, I can't enjoy the night without you, Shake down the stars. Dry up the streams, stop all my dreams, Cut off the breeze, do it please, I never thought I'd cry about you, Shake down the stars. I gave you my arms, my lips, my heart, My love, my life, my all, But the best that I had to offer you I found was all too small. Crush every rose, hush every pray'r, Break every vow, do it now, I know I cannot live without you, Shake down the stars. But the best that I had to offer you I found was all too small. Crush every rose, hush every pray'r, Break every vow, do it now, I know I cannot live without you, Shake down the stars. |
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The five o'clock
whistle's on the blink, The whistle won't blow and whadd'ya think? My pop is still in the factory 'cause he don't know What time it happens to be. The five o'clock whistle didn't blow The whistle is broke and whadda'ya know? If somebody don't find out what's wrong Oh, my pop'll be workin' all night long, Oh! Who's gonna fix the whistle? Won't somebody fix the whistle? Oh! Who's gonna fix the whistle? So my poor old pop will know It's time for him to stop Ya ought to hear what my mommy said, When papa came home and sneaked into bed And told her he worked till half past two 'Cause the five o'clock whistle never blew. Oh! Who's gonna fix the whistle? Won't somebody fix the whistle? Oh! Who's gonna fix the whistle? So my poor old pop will know It's time for him to stop Ya ought to hear what my mommy said, When papa came home and sneaked into bed And told her he worked till half past two 'Cause the five o'clock whistle never blew. |
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Here I go again I hear those trumpets blow again All aglow again Taking a chance on love Here I slide again About to take that ride again Starry eyed again Taking a chance on love I thought that cards were a frame-up I never would try But Now I'm taking the game up And the ace of hearts is high Things are mending now I see a rainbow blending now We'll have a happy ending now Taking a chance on loveHere I slip again About to take that tip again Got my grip again Taking a chance on love Now I prove again That I can make life move again In the grove again Taking a chance on love I walk around with a horseshoe In clover I lie And brother rabbit of course you Better kiss your foot good-bye On the ball again I'm riding for a fall again I'm gonna give my all again Taking a chance on love |
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Three little words,
oh what I'd give for that wonderful phrase, To hear those three little words, that's all I'd live for the rest of my days. And what I feel in my heart, they tell sincerely. No other words can tell it half so clearly. Three little words, eight little letters which simply mean I love you. Three little words, oh what I'd give for that wonderful phrase, To hear those three little words, that's all I'd live for the rest of my days. And what I feel in my heart, they tell sincerely. No other words can tell it half so clearly. Three little words, eight little letters which simply mean I love you. |
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Oh do you know the Muffin Man
The Muffin Man, the Muffin Man Do you know the Muffin Man Who dwells in Drury Lane Oh, yes, I know the Muffin Man The Muffin Man, the Muffin Man Yes, I know the Muffin Man Who dwells in Drury Lane. He's never in a hurry Never has a worry Bringin' joy to everyone Then he knows his work is done Oh, you should know the Muffin Man The Muffin Man, the Muffin Man You should know the Muffin Man Who dwells in Drury Lane. Oh, yes, I know the Muffin Man The Muffin Man, the Muffin Man Yes, I know the Muffin Man Who dwells in Drury Lane. Oh, yes, I know the Muffin Man The Muffin Man, the Muffin Man Yes, I know the Muffin Man Who dwells in Drury Lane. He's never in a hurry Never has a worry Bringin' joy to everyone Then he knows his work is done Oh, you should know the Muffin Man The Muffin Man, the Muffin Man You should know the Muffin Man Who dwells in Drury Lane. |
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The way he should
’cause I got it bad, and that ain’t good My poor heart is sentimental Not made of wood I got it bad, and that ain’t good But when the weekend’s over And monday rolls around My man and me, We pray some, We gin some And sin some He don’t love me Like I love him Nobody could I got it bad, and that ain’t good Now folks with good intentions Tell me to save my tears I’m glad I’m mad about him I can’t live without him Lord above me, Make him love me The way he should Like a lonesome weeping willow Lost in the wood The way I hug my pillow No woman should Because I got it bad, and that ain’t good |
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Oh listen, sister,
I love my mister man, And I can't tell yo' why, Dere ain't no reason Why I should love dat man. It must be sumpin' dat de angels done plan.Refrain:Fish got to swim, birds got to fly, I got to love one man till I die. Can't help lovin' dat man of mine. Tell me he's lazy, tell me he's slow, Tell me I'm crazy (maybe I know). Can't help lovin' dat man of mine. When he goes away Dat's a rainy day, But when he comes back dat day is fine, De sun will shine! He kin come home as late as kin be, Home widout him ain't no home to me. Can't help lovin' dat man of mine. ~~~ My man is shif'less An' good for nuthin' too (He's mah man jes' de same)He's never round here When dere is work to do. He's never round here when dere's workin' to do. De chimbley's smokin', De roof is leakin' in, But he don't seem to care. He kin be happy Wid jes' a sip of gin. Ah even love him when his kisses got gin! Refrain |
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