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She likes the theater and never comes late
She never bothers with people she'd hate That's why the lady is a tramp Doesn't like crap games with barons or earls Won't go to Harlem in ermine and pearls Won't dish the dirt with the rest of the girls That's why the lady is a tramp She likes the free, fresh wind in her hair Life without care She's broke, and it's "oke"Hates California, it's cold and it's damp That's why the lady is a tramp She gets too hungry to wait for dinner at eight She loves the theater but never comes late She'd never bother with people she'd hate That's why the lady is a tramp She'll have no crap games with sharpies and frauds And she won't go to Harlem in Lincolns or Fords And she won't dish the dirt with the rest of the broads That's why the lady is a tramp She'd love the free, fresh wind in her hair Life without care She's broke, but it's "oke"Hates California, it's so cold and so damp That's why the lady That's why the lady That's why the lady is a tramp |
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Love me or leave me.
Or let me be lonely. You wont believe me. But I love you only. I'd rather be lonely, then happy with somebody else. You might find the night time. The right time for kissing. But night time is my time. For just reminiscing. Regretting instead of forgetting with somebody else. Now there be no one unless that someone is, You, You, You. I intend to be independently. Blue, Blue, Blue. I want your love. But I don't want to borrow. Have it today. Give back tomorrow. More love, for my love, its your love or nobody else. Now there be no one unless that someone is, You, You, You. 'Cause I intend to be independently. Blue, Blue, Blue. Baby I want your love. But I don't want to borrow. Have it today. Give back tomorrow. Its your love for my love there’s no love for nobody else So love me. Oh leave me alone |
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Oh,... they say my people long ago.
Where lookin' for a different tune. One that we can croon As only we can. We only had the rhythm. So, we started swingin' to and fro. We didn't know just what to use. But this is how the blues. I said the blues really began. Ohhh yeah. We..heard... the breeze. Through the trees. Singing weird melodies. And we named that the start of the blues. Then from a jail. There came a whale. From a down-hearted frail. And we played that. To be a part of our blues. From a whippoorwill High on a hill. They took a new note. Pushed it through a horn. Till it was worn into a blue note. You better believed me we nursed it. And we rehearsed it. Than we gave out the news. That the South Land, gave birth to the Blues. |
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That old black magic has me in its spell
That old black magic that you weave so well Icy fingers up and down my spine The same old witchcraft when your eyes meet mine The same old tingle that I feel inside When that elevator starts its ride Down and down I go, round and round I go Like a leaf that's caught in the tide I should stay away but what can I do I hear your name, and I'm aflame Aflame with such a burning desire That only your kiss can put out the fire You are the lover that I've waited for The mate that fate had me created for And every time your lips meet mine Baby down and down I go, all around I go In a spin, loving the spin that I'm in Under that old black magic called love |
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Somethings gotta give,
Somethings gotta give somethings gotta give When an irresistible force such as you Meets and old immovable object like me You can bet as sure as you live Something's gotta give, something's gotta give, Something's gotta give. When an irrepressible smile such as yours Warms an old implacable heart such as mine Don't say no because I insist. Somewhere, somehow, Someone's gonna be kissed. So en garde who knows what the fates have in store From their vast mysterious sky? I'll try hard ignoring those lips I adore But how long can anyone try? Fight, fight, fight, fight, fight it with all of our might, Chances are some heavenly star spangled night We'll find out as sure as we live Something's gotta give, something's gotta give, Something's gotta give. Fight, fight, fight it with all of our might, Chances are some heavenly star spangled night We'll find out as sure as we live Something's gotta give, something's gotta give, Something's gotta give. Something's gotta , something's gotta give |
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Hey there
You with the stars in your eyes. Love never made a fool of you. You used to be too wise. Hey there You on that high flying cloud. Though she won't throw a crumb to you You think someday she'll come to you Better forget her. Her with her nose in the air. She has you dancing on a string. Break it and she won't care. Won't you take this advise I hand you like a brother. Or are you not seeing things to clear. Are you too much in love to hear. Is it all going in one ear and out the other. |
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