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| 1. |
| 2:43 | 
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| 2. |
| 2:33 |
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| 3. |
| 4:31 | 
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wished on the moon
For something I never knew Wished on the moon For more than I ever knew A sweeter rose, a softer sky On april days that would not dance by I begged on the stars To throw me a beam or two Wished on the stars And asked for a dream or two I looked for every loveliness It all came true I wished on the moon for you |
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| 4. |
| 2:28 |
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Ooh, ooh, ooh
What a little moonlight can do Ooh, ooh, ooh What a little moonlight can do to you You're in love Your heart's a flutter and all day long You only shutter Cuz your poor tongue Just won't utter the words I love you Ooh, ooh, ooh What a little moonlight can do Wait a while Till a little moonbeam comes peepin' through You'll get bold You can't resist him And all you'll say When you have kissed him is Ooh, ooh, ooh What a little moonlight can do |
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| 5. |
| 2:27 |
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Leo Robin / Richard Whiting / Ralph Rainger
Who do you think is comin' to town You'll never guess who Lovable, hugable Emily Brown Miss Brown to you What if the rain comes pattering down My heaven is blue Can it be sending me Emily Brown Miss Brown to you I know her eyes will thrill ya But go slow, oh, oh Don't you all get too familiar Why do you think she's comin' to town Just wait and you'll see The lovable little Miss Brown to you Is baby to me, yes, yes Mark it down |
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| 6. |
| 6:21 |
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(Irving kahal / Sammy Fain)
A sunbonnet blue and a yellow straw hat Shy little he and she Were declaring love's old story In the shade of the old apple tree,, A sunbonnet blue and a yellow straw hat Decided to say, "i do" So they rode to june and glory On a bicycle built for two Hear the past. the song is old. The summer days are through With silver threads among the gold They still say, "i love you" A sunbonnet blue and a yellow straw hat Are true to this very day For he loves her in december As he did in may |
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| 7. |
| 2:28 |
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John Jacob Loeb
What a night! What a moon' What a boy! What a moon' What a night! What a boy! Those white clouds hang in the air Like toy balloons Say, they just hang in the air That's made for honeymoons What a hug! What a kiss! What a boy! What a game! Oh, what bliss! What a boy! Is it a wonder My heart is full of joy? What a night! What a moon' What a boy! |
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| 8. |
| 2:59 |
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| 9. |
| 2:46 |
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| 10. |
| 3:00 |
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| 11. |
| 2:27 |
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Arthur Freed / Bernie Hanighan
Yankee Doodle never went to town I just discovered the story was phony Let me give you all the real low-down He didn't even own a pony He was really very short and fat While in the story so skinny and moany And so hungry that he ate his hat And called the felt macaroni Underneath the chestnut tree He and the blacksmith would sip that tea Then he'd bring out his uniform down That's how he went to town Yankee Doodle tried to leave one day Took his belongings and mounted his saddle But he never got it on his way Cause he didn't have a pony And the fairy tale is phony How could Yankee Doodle go to town? |
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| 12. |
| 3:12 |
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| 13. |
| 2:28 |
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"If you were mine
I could be a ruler of kings And if you were mine I could do such wonderful things I'd say to the stars 'Stop where you are Light up my lover's way' And every star above you would obey If you were mine I would live for your love alone To kneel at your shrine I would give up all that I own Yes, even my heart Even my life I'd trade it all for you And think I was lucky too If you were mine" |
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| 14. |
| 3:12 |
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| 15. |
| 4:31 |
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Al Dubin / Harry Warren
You told me that I was like an angel Told me I was fit to wear a crown So that you could get a thrill You put me on a pedestal And then you let me down, let me down. You told me that I'd be wearing diamonds I would have the smartest car in town Made me think that I'm the top And then you let the ladder drop You know you let me down, let me down I walked upon a rainbow I clung onto a star You had me up in heaven That's why I had to tall so far I was even looking for a cottage I was measured for a wedding gown That how I got cynical You put me on a pinnacle And then you let me down, let me down How you let me down |
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| 16. |
| 2:54 |
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