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| 2:49 | ||||
2. |
| 2:03 | ||||
You do something to me
Something that simply mystifies me Tell me, why should it be You have the power to hypnotize me Let me live 'neath your spell You do that voodoo that you do so well For you do something to me That nobody else could do. Let me live 'neath your spell You do that voodoo that you do so well For you do something to me That nobody else could do That nobody else could do |
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3. |
| 3:33 | ||||
4. |
| 3:26 | ||||
5. |
| 3:12 | ||||
6. |
| 2:41 | ||||
7. |
| 6:21 | ||||
Frankie and Johnny were sweethearts,
Boy, how they could love! Swore to be true to each other, True as the stars above! 'Cause he was her man, But he done her wrong! One night Frankie happened to pass by the hotel; Just casually glanced into a window so high, And who did she see but her lovin' man Lovin' up old Nellie Bligh! She caught her man Doin' her wrong! Well, she went round the corner to her favourite pawn shop; This time she didn't go there for fun! 'Cause when she left, underneath her long red kimono, She was totin' a forty-four gun! She was gunnin' for her man Who was doin' her wrong! Then back Frankie dashed to that hotel, Started yankin' the bell! She said, "Stand back, you madam and floozies, Or I'll blow each and every one of you straight to hell! I want my man Who's done me wrong!". Johnnie, in panic, mounted the staircase, Screamin', "Oh Frankie, don't shoot!" Three times she pulled a trigger on a forty-four gun, The gun went, "Root-toot-toot!". She nailed her man Who'd done her wrong! So they put her away in a dungeon, Way up in a dark dingy cell In the south east corner of a jail, Where the wind seemed to blow straight from hell! For killin' her man Who done her wrong! But the day Frankie mounted the scaffold, She was just as calm as any gal could be! And raising her eyes to heaven she cried, "Lord, I'm comin' to thee! I'm sorry I killed my man Who done me wrong!". |
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| 3:17 | ||||
Frankie and Johnny were sweethearts,
Boy, how they could love! Swore to be true to each other, True as the stars above! 'Cause he was her man, But he done her wrong! One night Frankie happened to pass by the hotel; Just casually glanced into a window so high, And who did she see but her lovin' man Lovin' up old Nellie Bligh! She caught her man Doin' her wrong! Well, she went round the corner to her favourite pawn shop; This time she didn't go there for fun! 'Cause when she left, underneath her long red kimono, She was totin' a forty-four gun! She was gunnin' for her man Who was doin' her wrong! Then back Frankie dashed to that hotel, Started yankin' the bell! She said, "Stand back, you madam and floozies, Or I'll blow each and every one of you straight to hell! I want my man Who's done me wrong!". Johnnie, in panic, mounted the staircase, Screamin', "Oh Frankie, don't shoot!" Three times she pulled a trigger on a forty-four gun, The gun went, "Root-toot-toot!". She nailed her man Who'd done her wrong! So they put her away in a dungeon, Way up in a dark dingy cell In the south east corner of a jail, Where the wind seemed to blow straight from hell! For killin' her man Who done her wrong! But the day Frankie mounted the scaffold, She was just as calm as any gal could be! And raising her eyes to heaven she cried, "Lord, I'm comin' to thee! I'm sorry I killed my man Who done me wrong!". |
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| 3:18 | ||||
10. |
| 3:11 | ||||
You look at me and wonder
You look at me and doubt Darling, your eyes are asking ?Will the flame burn out?? No one is sure of sunshine No one is sure of dawn But I am sure My love will live on and on! I'll be tired of you When stars are tired of gleaming When I am tired of dreaming Then I'll be tired of you! This I know is true When winds are tired of blowing When grass is tired of growing Then I'll be tired of you Beyond the years till day is night Till wrong is right, till birds refuse to sing Beyond the years the echo of my only love Will still be whispering, whispering! If my throbbing heart Should ever start repeating That it is tired of beating Then I'll be tired of you! |
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11. |
| 2:14 | ||||
It's love, it's love
Well, who would have thought it? If this is love then why have I fought it? What a way to feel I could touch the sky What a way to feel I have found my guy It's love at last I've someone to cheer for It's love at last I've learned what we're here for I've heard it said, "You'll know it when you see it" Well is see it's, I know it's, its love It's love, it's love Well, who would have thought it? If this is love then why have I fought it? What a way to feel I could touch the sky What a way to feel I have found my guy It's love at last, I've someone to cheer for It's love at last, I've learned what we're here for I've heard it said, "You'll know it when you see it" Well I see it's, I know it's, I feel it's, it's love |
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12. |
| 2:57 | ||||
13. |
| 3:00 | ||||
This change I feel puzzles me.
It's strange, a real mystery. Maybe you see it. If you do see it What on earth can it be? Lately I find myself out gazing at stars, Hearing guitars like someone in love. Sometimes the things I do astound me, Mostly whenever you're around me. Lately I seem to walk as though I had wings, Bump into things like someone in love. Each time I look at you I'm limp as a glove And feeling like someone in love. Lately I find myself out gazing at stars, Hearing guitars like someone in love. Sometimes the things I do astound me, Mostly whenever you're around me. Lately I seem to walk as though I had wings, Bump into things like someone in love. Each time I look at you I'm limp as a glove And feeling like someone in love. |
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14. |
| 2:21 | ||||
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| 4:03 | ||||
16. |
| 2:36 | ||||
17. |
| 2:53 | ||||
18. |
| 3:11 | ||||
19. |
| 2:57 | ||||
Hide your heart from sight,
Lock your dreams at night, It could happen to you. Don't count stars Or you might stumble, Someone drops a sigh And down you tumble, Keep an eye on spring, Run when church bells ring. It could happen to you All I did was wonder How your arms would be And it happened to me |
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20. |
| 3:24 | ||||
21. |
| 1:56 | ||||
22. |
| 3:10 | ||||
23. |
| 3:11 | ||||