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As I walk this land of broken dreams I have visions of many things Lovez happiness is just an illusion Filled with sadness and confusion What becomes of the brokenhearted Who had love that is now departed I know I have got to find Some kind of peace of mind, maybe The fruits of love grow all around But for me they come tumbling down Everyday heartaches grow a little stronger I can not stand this pain much longer I walk in shadows searching for light Cold and alone, no comfort in sight Hoping and praying or someone to care Always moving and going nowhere What becomes of the brokenhearted Who had love that is now departed I know I have got to find Some kind of peace of mind, maybe I am searching though I do not succeed But someone look, there is a growing need Oh he is lost, there is no place for beginning All that is left is an unhappy ending... What becomes of the brokenhearted Who had love that is now departed I know I have got to find Some kind of peace of mind, maybe |
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| 2. |
| 2:52 | 
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| 3. |
| 3:43 |
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| 4. |
| 2:27 |
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You got a thing about you
I just can't live without you I really want you Elenore near me Your looks intoxicate me Even though your folks hate me There's no one like you Elenore really Elenore gee I think you're swell And you really do me well You're my pride and joy et cetera Elenore can I take the time To ask you to speak your mind Tell me that you love me better I really think you're groovy Let's go out to a movie What do ya say now, Elenore can we? They'll turn the lights way down low Maybe we won't watch the show I think I love you, Elenore, love me Elenore, gee I think you're swell And you really do me well You're my pride and joy, et cetera Elenore, can I take the time To ask you to speak your mind? Tell me that you love me better One more time! Elenore, gee I think you're swell, ah-hah Elenore, gee I think you're swell, ah-hah-hah |
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| 2:30 |
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Well Saturday night at 8 o'clock I know where I'm gonna go I'm gonna pick my baby up And take her to the picture show Everybody in the neighbourhood Is dressing up to be there too And we're gonna have a ball Just like we always do Saturday night at the movies Who cares what picture you see When you're hugging with your baby in the last row of the balcony Well there's technicolor and cinemascope A cast out of Hollywood And the popcorn from the candy stand Makes it all seem twice as good There's always lots of pretty girls With figures they don't try to hide But they never can compare To the girl sittin' by my side Saturday night at the movies Who cares what picture you see When you're hugging with your baby in the last row of the balcony Woah Saturday night at the movies Who cares what picture you see When you're hugging with your baby in the last row of the balcony Yeah, yeah, yeah Saturday night at the movies Who cares what picture you see When you're hugging with your baby in the last row of the balcony |
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| 6. |
| 2:47 |
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| 7. |
| 2:51 |
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When you walk through a storm
Hold your head up high And don't be afraid of the dark At the end of the storm Is a golden sky And the sweet silver song of a lark Walk on through the wind Walk on through the rain Though your dreams be tossed and blown Walk on, walk on With hope in your heart And you'll never walk alone You'll never walk alone Walk on, walk on With hope in your heart And you'll never walk alone You'll never walk alone You'll never walk alone |
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| 8. |
| 2:55 |
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| 9. |
| 2:31 |
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| 10. |
| 3:07 |
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| 11. |
| 2:54 |
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| 12. |
| 3:21 |
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As I walk this land of broken dreams I have visions of many things Lovez happiness is just an illusion Filled with sadness and confusion What becomes of the brokenhearted Who had love that is now departed I know I have got to find Some kind of peace of mind, maybe The fruits of love grow all around But for me they come tumbling down Everyday heartaches grow a little stronger I can not stand this pain much longer I walk in shadows searching for light Cold and alone, no comfort in sight Hoping and praying or someone to care Always moving and going nowhere What becomes of the brokenhearted Who had love that is now departed I know I have got to find Some kind of peace of mind, maybe I am searching though I do not succeed But someone look, there is a growing need Oh he is lost, there is no place for beginning All that is left is an unhappy ending... What becomes of the brokenhearted Who had love that is now departed I know I have got to find Some kind of peace of mind, maybe |
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| 13. |
| 2:50 |
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No one to talk with
All by myself No one to walk with But I'm happy on the shelf Ain't misbehavin' I'm savin' my love for you I know for certain The one I love I'm through with flirtin' It's just you I'm thinkin' of Ain't misbehavin' I'm savin' my love for you Like Jack Horner In the corner Don't go nowhere What do I care? Your kisses are worth waitin' for Believe me I don't stay out late Don't care to go I'm home about eight Just me and my radio Ain't misbehavin' I'm savin' my love for you |
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| 14. |
| 3:23 |
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| 15. |
| 2:38 |
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