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Danke Schoen, Darling, Danke Schoen.
Thank you for all the joy and pain. Picture shows, second balcony, was the place we'd meet, Second seat, go Dutch treat, you were sweet. Danke Schoen, Darling, Danke Schoen. Save those lies, Darling don't explain. I recall, Central Park in fall. How you tore your dress, what a mess, I confess. That's not all. Danke Schoen, Darling, Danke Schoen. Thank you for walks down Lover's Lane. I can see, hearts carved on a tree. Letters inter-twined, for all time, yours and mine, that was fine. Danke Schoen, Darling, Danke Schoen. Thank you for seeing me again. Though we go on our separate ways, Still the memory stays, for always, my heart says, Danke Schoen. Danke Schoen, Oh Darling, Danke Schoen. I said, Thank you for seeing me again. Though we go- on our separate ways, Still the memory stays, for always, my heart says, Danke Schoen. Danke Schoen, Auf Wiedersehen, Danke Schoen |
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I walk the lonely streets
I walk with my head held high And no one will know Inside , I'm the boy who lost you I'll never see those angel eyes You're just a devil in disguise I'll hide it so ,oh They'll never know Though people pass me by They laugh as they walk on through And no one will know , it's you You're the girl who hurt me I'll never see your lovely face It's just a lonely , lonely place I'll hide it so , oh They'll never know And all the time , until I scream and run While I go on dreaming about you For all this love that I've been giving Must I go on living without you I walk the lonely streets I walk with my head held high And no one will know Inside , I'm the boy who lost you I'll never see those angel eyes You're just a devil in disguise I'll hide it so , oh They'll never know Oh, they'll never know Oh, they'll never know Oh, they'll never know Oh, they'll never know Oh, they'll never know |
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I Want Some
Red roses for a blue lady Mister florist take my order please We had a silly quarrel the other day Hope these pretty flowers chase her blues away Wrap up some red roses for a blue lady Send them to the sweetest gal in town And if they do the trick I'll hurry back to pick Your best white orchid for her wedding gown I Want Some Red roses for a blue lady Mister florist take my order please We Had a silly quarrel the other day Hope these pretty flowers chase her blues away Wrap up some red roses for a blue lady Send them to the sweetest gal in town And if they do the trick I'll hurry back to pick Your best white orchid for her wedding gown |
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The summer wind, came blowin' in from across the sea
It lingered there, to touch you hair and walk with me All summer long, we sang a song and strolled the golden sand Two sweethearts, and the summer wind Like painted kites, the days and nights went flyin' by The world was new, beneath a blue umbrella sky Then softer than, a piper man one day it called to you And I lost you, to the summer wind The autumn wind, and the winter winds have come and gone And still the days, the lonely days go on and on And guess who sighs his lullabies through nights that never end Well my fickle friend, the summer wind That old summer wind Talkin' 'bout the summer wind The summer wind |
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After the laughter comes the tears
Now that's what happens when your memory appears I try to act real happy since you said goodbye But sometimes when I least expect I break right down and cry Oh..after the laughter comes the tears And my feelings never seem to be too clear I never know how long I'll smile but it's usually just for a little while Cause after the laughter comes the tears After the laughter comes the tears... And my feelings never seem to be too clear I never know how long I'll smile but it's usually just for a little while Cause after the laughter comes the tears |
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