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Give your heart to the one
Who gave her heart to you If you must play the game Play it fair (play it fair) Save your love for the one Who saves her love for you If you must play with love Play it fair (play it fair) Oh you don't have to be wise No you don't have to be so smart Just to realize It's wrong to break a heart So be true to the one Who's always true to you If she's true why can't you Play it fair (play it fair) <Sax> Yes you-ooo should bear in mind That you just can't live alone So why not spend your time With someone all your own Keep your mind on the one Whose mind's always on you If you must play the game Play it fair (play it fair). |
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Jim Dandy to the rescue! Jim Dandy to the rescue! Jim Dandy to the rescue! Go, Jim Dandy! Go, Jim Dandy! I was sitting on a mountain top. 30,000 feet to drop. Tied me on a runaway horse Uh huh, that's right, of course. Jim Dandy to the rescue! Go, Jim Dandy! Go, Jim Dandy! One day, I met a girl named Sue. She was feeling kind of blue. I'm Dandy, the kind of guy Who can't stand to see a little girl cry. Jim Dandy to the rescue! Go, Jim Dandy! Go, Jim Dandy! Jim Dandy to the rescue! Jim Dandy to the rescue! Jim Dandy to the rescue! Go, Jim Dandy! Go, Jim Dandy! I was riding on a submarine Got a message from my mermaid queen. She was hanging on a fishing line. Mr. Dandy didn't waste no time! Jim Dandy to the rescue! Go, Jim Dandy! Go, Jim Dandy! Once upon a time, I went to Maine. Got a ticket on a DC plane. Mr. Dandy didn't need no chute! I was high and ready to boot! Jim Dandy to the rescue! Go, Jim Dandy! Go, Jim Dandy! Jim Dandy to the rescue! Jim Dandy to the rescue! Jim Dandy to the rescue! Go, Jim Dandy! Go, Jim Dandy! |
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Down in Mexicali
There's a crazy little place that I know Where the drinks are hotter than the chili sauce And the boss is a cat named Joe He wears a red bandana, plays a blues pianna In a honky-tonk, down in Mexico He wears a purple sash, and a black moustache In a honky-tonk, down in Mexico Well, the first time that I saw him He was sittin' on a piano stool I said "Tell me dad, when does the fun begin?" He just winked his eye and said "Man, be cool." He wears a red bandana, plays a blues pianna In a honky-tonk, down in Mexico He wears a purple sash, and a black moustache In a honky-tonk, down in Mexico All of a sudden in walks this chick Joe starts playing on a Latin kick Around her waist she wore three fishnets She started dancin' with the castanets I didn't know just what to expect She threw her arms around my neck We started dancin' all around the floor And then she did a dance I never saw before. So if you're south of the border I mean down in Mexico And you wanna get straight, Man, don't hesitate Just look up a cat named Joe. He wears a red bandana, plays a blues pianna In a honky-tonk, down in Mexico He wears a purple sash, and a black moustache In a honky-tonk, down in Mexico Yeah, como est usted senorita Come with me to the border, south of the border, that is In Mexico, yeah in Mexico You can get your kicks in Mexico Come with me baby, come with me, come with me, crazy, yeah |
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A treasure of love, is fine
It's waiting for you, if your hear,ar,art isn't blind A treasure of love, is not very far It glows like fire and it shi-i-ines, like a star It's stronger than diamonds and worth more than gold This is a treasure that never grows old The treasure of love is found on no chart To find where it is just look in your heart It's stronger than diamonds and worth more than gold This is a treasure that never grows old The treasure of love is found on no chart To find where it is just lo-a-ook in your heart |
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When I was just a baby, I didn't have many toys,
But my mama used to say, "Son, you got more than other boys. Now, you may not be good-looking, and you may not be too rich, But you'll never ever be alone, 'cos you've got lucky lips." Lucky lips are always kissing, lucky lips are never blue, Lucky lips will always find a pair of lips so true. Don't need a four-leave clover, rabbit's foot or good luck charm, With lucky lips you'll always have a baby in your arm. Now, I never get heartbroken, no, I never get the blues, And if I play the game of love, I know I just can't lose. When they spin that wheel of fortune, all I do is kiss my chips, And I know I'm bound to win, yeah, 'cos I've got lucky lips. Lucky lips are always kissing, lucky lips are never blue, Lucky lips will always find a pair of lips so true. Don't need a four-leave clover, rabbit's foot or good luck charm, With lucky lips you'll always have a baby in your arm. |
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I awakened this morning, I was filled with despair
All my dreams turned to ashes and gone, oh yeah As I looked at my life it was barren and bare Without love I've had nothing at all Without love I've had nothing Without love I've had nothing at all I have conquered the world All but one thing did I have Without love I've had nothing at all Once I had a sweetheart who loved only me There was nothing, oh that she would not give, oh no But I was blind to her goodness and I could not see That a heart without love cannot live Without love I've had nothing Without love I've had nothing at all I have conquered the world All but one thing did I have Without love I've had nothing at all |
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Well now if I have to swim a river, you know I will,
And if I have to climb a mountain you know I will. And if she's hiding up on a blueberry hill, I'm gonna find her, child, you know I will. Cause I've been searching, oh yeah, searching, My goodness, searching every which a-way. Yeah. Yeah. But I'm like the Northwest Mountie, You know I'll bring her in some day. Gonna find her. Well Sherlock Holmes, Sam Spade got nothing, child, on me. Sergeant Friday, charlie Chan, and Boston Blackie. No matter where she's hiding, she's gonna hear me Cause I'm gonna walk right down that street, Like Bulldog Drummond because I've been searching, Oh Lord, searching, mm child, searching every which a-way. Yeah. Yeah. You know I'll bring her in some day. Gonna find her. |
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