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When day is gone and night comes on
Until the dawn what do I do? I clasp your hand and wander through slumber land Dream dancing with you We dance between a sky serene And fields of green sparkling with dew It's joy sublime whenever I spend my time Dream dancing with you Dream dancing Oh, what a lucky windfall Touching you, clutching you All the night through So say you love me, dear And let me make my career Dream dancing, dream dancing with you When day is gone and night comes on Until the dawn what do I do? I clasp your hand and wander through slumber land Dream dancing with you We dance between a sky serene And fields of green sparkling with dew It's joy sublime whenever I spend my time Dream dancing with you Dream dancing Oh, what a lucky windfall Holding you, clutching you All the night through So say you love me, dear And let me make my career Dream dancing, dream dancing With you, with you, with you |
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I've got you, under my skin
I've got you, deep in the heart of me So deep in my heart that you're really a part of me I've got you, under my skinI tried so, not to give in I said to myself this affair, it never will go so well But why should I try to resist, when baby I know damn well That I've got you, under my skinI'd sacrifice anything come what might For the sake of having you near In spite of a warning voice that comes in the night And s, s in my earDon't you know, you fool, you never can win Use your mentality, wake up to reality But each time I do just the thought of you makes me stop before I begin Because I've got you, under my skin |
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I CONCENTRATE ON YOU (Cole Porter) (″Broadway Melody of 1940″)
Whenever skies look gray to me, and trouble begins to brew, Whenever the winter winds become too strong, I concentrate on you. When fortune cries, ″Nay, nay!″ to me and people declare, ″You’re through!″ Whenever the blues become my only song, I concentrate on you. On your smile so sweet, so tender, when at first my kiss you decline. On the light in your eyes when you surrender, and once again our arms intertwine. And so when wise men say to me that love’s young dream never comes true. To prove that even wise men can be wrong, I concentrate on you. I concentrate and concentrate on you |
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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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When the only sound in the empty street,
Is the heavy tread of the heavy feet That belong to a lonesome cop I open shop. When the moon so long has been gazing down On the wayward ways of this wayward town. That her smile becomes a smirk, I go to work. Love for sale, Appetising young love for sale. Love that's fresh and still unspoiled, Love that's only slightly soiled, Love for sale. Who will buy? Who would like to sample my supply? Who's prepared to pay the price, For a trip to paradise? Love for sale Let the poets pipe of love in their childish way, I know every type of love Better far than they. If you want the thrill of love, I've been through the mill of love; Old love, new love Every love but true love Love for sale. |
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My dear, I've a feeling you are
So near and yet so far You appear like a radiant star First so near then again so far I just start getting you keen On clinches galore with me When fate steps in on the scene And mops up the floor with me No wonder I'm a bit under par For you're so near and yet so far My condition is only so-so 'Cause whenever I feel you're close, oh You turn out to be, oh, so far I just start getting you keen On clinches galore with me When fate steps in on the scene And mops up the floor with me No wonder I'm a bit under par For you're so near and yet so far My condition is only so-so 'Cause whenever I feel you're close, oh You turn out to be, oh, so far |
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As dorothy parker once said
To her boyfriend, "fare thee well" As columbus announced When he knew he was bounced, "it was swell, isabel, swell"As abelard said to eloise, "don't forget to drop a line to me, please" As juliet cried, in her romeo's ear, "romeo, why not face the fact, my dear"It was just one of those things Just one of those crazy flings One of those bells that now and then rings Just one of those things It was just one of those nights Just one of those fabulous flights A trip to the moon on gossamer wings Just one of those things *If we'd thought a bit, of the end of it When we started painting the town We'd have been aware that our love affair Was too hot, not to cool down So good-bye, dear, and amen Here's hoping we meet now and then It was great fun But it was just one of those things *repeat Just one of those things |
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My story is much to sad to be told But practically everything leaves me totally cold The only exception I know is the case When I'm out on a quiet spree, fighting vainly the old ennui And I suddenly turn and see Your fabulous face Chorus: 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 terrifically too But I get a kick out of you I get a kick every time I see you 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 guy in the sky Is my idea of nothing to do Yet I get a kick out of you |
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Well I'm love struck baby I must confess
Life without you darlin' is a solid mess Thinkin' 'bout you baby give me such a thrill I gotta have you baby....Can't get my fill I love ya baby an' I know just what to do I still remember....and let it be said The way you make me feel it take a fool to forget I swore a ton of bricks had hit me in the head And what you do little baby....I ain't over yet Every time I see ya make me feel so fine My heart beatin' crazy....My blood runnin' wild Your lovin' makes me feel like a mighty mighty man Love me baby ain't I your man I'm a love struck baby Yeah I'm a love struck baby You got me love struck baby And I know just what to do Sparks start flyin' every time we meet Let me tell you baby you knock me off my feet Your kisses trip me up and they're just doggone sweet Don't you know baby you can't be beat I'm a love struck baby Yeah I'm a love struck baby You got me love struck baby And I know just what to do |
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Times have changed
And we've often rewound the clock Since the Puritans got the shock When they landed on Plymouth Rock If today any shock they might try to stem 'Stead of landing on Plymouth Rock Plymouth Rock would land on them In olden days a glimpse of stocking Was looked on as something shocking Now heaven knows Anything Goes Good authors too Who once knew better words Now only use four letter words Writing prose Anything Goes If driving fast cars you like If low bars you like If old hymns you like If bare limbs you like If Mae West you like Or me undressed you like Why nobody will oppose When every night The set that's smart Is intruding on nudist parties In studios Anything Goes When Missus Ned McLean, God bless her Can get Russian Reds to yes her Then I suppose Anything Goes When Rockafeller still can hoard Enough money to let Max Gordon Produce his shows Anything Goes The world has gone mad today And good's bad today And black's white today And day's night today And that gent today You gave a cent today Once had several Chateaus When folks Who still can ride in Jitneys Find out Vanderbilts and Whitneys Lack baby clothes Anything Goes When Sam Goldwyn Can with great conviction Instruct Anna Sten in diction Than Anna shows Anything Goes When you hear that Lady Mendl standing up Now does a handspring landing up On her toes Anything Goes Just think of those shocks you've got And those knocks you've got And those blues you've got From those news you've got And those pains you've got (If any brains you've got) From those little radios So Mrs. R With all her trimmin's Can broadcast a bed from Simmon's Cause Franklin knows Anything Goes |
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