Liza Minnelli - Cabaret (1999) by Liza Minnelli (보컬) on maniadb.com

(Sweet talkin' Jimmy Ray-ay was the so-o-on of a preacher man-an, yes he was now-ow
That ma-a-an, that Jimmy Ray-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay
Was a preacher man's son, yes he was, now-ow-how)

Jimmy Ray was a preacher's son
And when his daddy would visit he'd come along
When they gathered 'round the parlour talkin'
Cousin Jimmy would take me walkin', Through the back woods we'd go walkin'
Then he'd look into my eye-eyes, Lord knows, to my surprise

The only one who could ever reach me, Was the son of a preacher man, yeah
The only boy who could ever teach me, Was the son of a preacher man
Yes he was (was), he was (was), ooh-ooooh, yes he was

Bein' good isn't always easy, No matter how hard I try
When he started his sweet-talkin' to me, He'd come'n tell me Everything is all right
Kiss and tell me Everything is all right, Can you get away again tonight?

The only one who could ever reach me, Was the son of a preacher man, yeah
The only boy who could ever teach me, He was the son of a preacher man
Yes he was (was), he was (was), ooh-ooooh, yes he was

How well I remember, The look that was in his eyes
Stealin' kisses from me on the sly-y
Takin' time to make time (make time), Tellin' me that he's all mine (all mine)
Learnin' from each other's knowin', And watchin' to see how much we've grown

The only boy who could ever reach her, Was the son of a preacher man, yeah
The only boy who could ever teach her, He was the sweet talkin' son of a preacher man
Yes he was (yeah), he was (yeah), oooh-oh-oh-oh yes he was

The only one who could ever reach me, Was the son of a preacher man, yeah
The only boy who could ever teach me, Was the son of a preacher man

What good is sitting alone
In your room?
Come hear the music play.
Life is a Cabaret, old chum,
Come to the Cabaret.
Put down the knitting,
The book and the broom.
Time for a holiday.
Life is a Cabaret, old chum,
Come to the Cabaret.
Come taste the wine,
COme hear the band.
Come blow a horn,
Start celebrating;
Right this way,
Your table's waiting.

No use permitting
Some prophet of doom
To wipe every smile away.
Come hear the music play.
Life is a Cabaret, old chum,
Come to the Cabaret!

I used to have a girlfriend
Known as Elsie,
With whom I shared
Four sordid rooms in Chelsea
She wasn't waht you'd call
A blushing flower...
As a matter of fact
She rented by the hour.

The day she died the neighbors
Came to snicker:
"Well, that's what comes
From too much pills and liquor."
But when I saw her laid out like a Queen,
She was the happiest... corpse...
I'd ever seen.

I think of Elsie to this very day.
I remember how she'd turn to me and say:
"What good is sitting alone
In you room?
Come hear the music play.
Life is a Cabaret, old chum,
Come to the Cabaret.

Put down the knitting,
The book and the broom.
Time for a holiday.
Life is a Cabaret, old chum,
Come to the Cabaret."

And as for me,
I made my mind up, back in Chelsea,
When I go, I'm going like Elsie.

Start by admitting,
From cradle to tomb
Isn't that a long a stay.
Life is a Cabaret, old chum,
Only a Cabarert, old chum
And I love a Cabaret.

[Chorus]
Where is the love (where is the love)
Where is the love (where is the love)
Where is the love (where is the love)
Where is the love (where is the love)

Where is the love you said you'd give to me
Soon as you were free, will it ever be, where is the love

You told me that you didn't lo-ove her
And you were gonna say goodbye-ye-ye
But if you really didn't mea-ean it
Why did you have to lie, where is the love

[Chorus]

Where is the love you said was mine all mine
Till the end of time, was it just a lie, Where is the love

If you had had a sudden change of heart
I wish that you would tell me so-o-o
Don't leave me hangin' on to promises
You've got to let me know
Where is the love

Oh how I wish I'd never meet you
I guess it must have been my fa-a-ate
To fall in love with someone else's love
All I can do is wait

Oh where is the love, where is the love
Where is the love, where is the love
Where is the love

In a small cafe on a crowded night
In a spot of light stands the singer
Then the band begins
And the beat is strong
And the room belongs to the singer

All the people turn to hear her sad refrain
And catch the cry of pain that's in her song
But in her haunted face
And in her searching eyes
There is a sign that something's wrong

Now the eager crowd hangs on every word
But the sounds are slurred by the singer
Til' the people feel every aching part
Of the broken heart of the singer

Still the song goes
On about a love she knew
That seemed so sure, so true
But turned out wrong
And from the tears
She shows nobody really knows
Is she the singer or the song
Is she the singer or the song

As the sad song ends
She hits the final note
It catches in her throat
But comes out strong
And as she bows and goes
Nobody really knows
Was she the singer or the song
Was she the singer, or the song

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