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As i walk down the street
Seems everyone i meet Gives me a friendly hello. I guess i'm just a lucky so and soThe birds in every tree Are all so neighborly. They sing wherever i go. I guess i'm just a lucky so and soIf you should ask me the amount In my bank account I'd have to confess that i'm slippin' But that don't worry me, confidentially I've got a dream that's a pippin' And when the day is through Each night i hurry to A home where love waits, i know. I guess i'm just a lucky so and so And when the day is through Each night i hurry to A home where love waits, i know. I guess i'm just a lucky so and soI'm just a lucky, lucky so and so |
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It begins to tell,
'round midnight, midnight. I do pretty well, till after sundown, Suppertime I'm feelin' sad; But it really gets bad, 'round midnight. Memories always start 'round midnight Haven't got the heart to stand those memories, When my heart is still with you, And ol' midnight knows it, too. When a quarrel we had needs mending, Does it mean that our love is ending. Darlin' I need you, lately I find You're out of my heart, And I'm out of my mind. Let our hearts take wings' 'round midnight, midnight Let the angels sing, For your returning. Till our love is safe and sound. And old midnight comes around. Feelin' sad, Really gets bad Round.....round.......round....mid.....night.... |
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Gee but it's tough to be broke kid
It's not a joke kid, It's a curse, My luck is changing it's gotten from simply roten To something worst Who knows someday i will win too I'll begin to reach my pride Now that i see what our end is All can spend is just my time I can't give you anything but love, baby. That's the only thing I've plenty of, baby. Dream a while. Scheme a while. We're sure to find, Happiness, and I guess all those things you've always pined for. Gee I'd like to see you looking swell, My little baby Diamond bracelets Woolworth's doesn't sell, baby. till that lucky day you know darn well, baby. I can't give you anything but love. |
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Someday he'll come along
The man I love And he'll be big and strong The man I love And when he comes my way I'll do my best to make him stay He'll look at me and smile I'll understand And in a little while He'll take my hand And though it seems absurd I know we both won't say a word Maybe I shall meet him Sunday Maybe Monday, maybe not Still I'm sure to meet him one day Maybe Tuesday will be my good news day He'll build a little home Just meant for two From which I'll never roam Who would, would you? And so, all else above, I'm waiting for the man I love |
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