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| 4:12 |
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| 3:30 |
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| 4:22 | 
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Crazy world
Full of crazy contridictions, like a child. First you drive me wild, and then you win my heart With your wicked art. One minute tender, gentle, then tempermental as a summer storm. Just when I believe your heart's getting warmer, you're cold, and you're cruel. And I like a fool, try to cope, try to hang on, to hope. Crazy world Every day the same old roller coaster ride. But I've got my pride, I won't give in. Even though I know I'll never win. Oh, how I love this crazy world. |
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| 5:05 |
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| 4:13 |
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| 11. |
| 4:32 |
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If you're feeling fancy free,
Come wander through the world with me, And any place we chance to be, Will be a rendezvous. Two for the road, We'll travel through the years, Collecting precious memories, Selecting souvenirs And living life the way we please. In the summertime the sun will shine, In winter we will drink summer wine, And any day that you are mine, Will be a lovely day. As long as love still wears a smile, I know that we'll be two for the road, And that's a long long while. |
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| 15. |
| 3:43 |
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When we played our charade We were like children posing Playing at games, acting out names Guessing the parts we played Oh what a hit we made We came on next to closing Best on the bill, lovers until Love left the masquerade Fate seemed to pull the strings I turned and you were gone While from the darkened wings The music box played on Sad little serenade Song of my heart's composing I hear it still, I always will Best on the bill Charade |
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