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Something in the way she moves
Attracts me like no other lover Something in the way she woos me I don't want to leave her now You know I believe and how Somewhere in the smile she knows That I don't need no other lover Something in her style that shows me I don't want to leave her now You know I believe and how You're asking me will my love grow I don't know, I don't know You stick around and it may show I don't know, I don't know Something in the way she knows All I have to do is think of her Something in the things she shows me I don't want to leave her now You know I believe and how (Thank you very much) |
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What goes up must come down
Spinning Wheel got to go 'round Talkin' 'bout your troubles It's a cryin' sin Ride a painted pony Let the Spinning Wheel spin You got no money, you got no home Spinning Wheel all alone Talkin' 'bout your troubles and you You never learn Ride a painted pony Let the Spinning Wheel turn Did you find your directing sign On the straight and narrow highway Would you mind a reflecting sign? Just let it shine within your mind And show you the colors that are real Someone is waiting just for you Spinning Wheel spinning true Drop all you troubles by the river side |
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And now the end is near and so I face the final curtain my friend I'll say it clear I'll state my case of which I'm certain I've lived a life that's full, I traveled each and every highway And more much more than this, I did it my way Regrets I've had a few but then again too few to mention I did what I had to do and saw it thru without exemption I planned each chartered course each careful step along the by way and more much more than this I did it my way I faced it all and I stood tall and did it my way for what is a man what has he got if not himself then he has not to say the things I truly feels and not the words of one who kneels the record shows I took the blows and did it my way. |
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You know that it would be untrue
You know that I would be a liar If I was to say to you Girl, we couldn't get much higher Come on baby, light my fire Come on baby, light my fire Try to set the night on fire The time to hesitate is through No time to wallow in the mire Try now we can only lose And our love become a funeral pyre Come on baby, light my fire Come on baby, light my fire Try to set the night on fire, yeah The time to hesitate is through No time to wallow in the mire Try now we can only lose And our love become a funeral pyre Come on baby, light my fire Come on baby, light my fire Try to set the night on fire, yeah You know that it would be untrue You know that I would be a liar If I was to say to you Girl, we couldn't get much higher Come on baby, light my fire Come on baby, light my fire Try to set the night on fire Try to set the night on fire Try to set the night on fire Try to set the night on fire |
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Yesterday When I Was Young
Herbert Kretzmer Yesterday when I was young the taste of life was sweet as rain upon my tongue. I teased at life as if it were a foolish g ame, the way the evening breeze may tease a candle fl ame. The thousand dreams I dreamed, the splendid things I planned I always built alas on weak and shifting sand. I lived by night and shunned the naked light of the day and only now I see how the years ran away. Yesterday when I was young so many drinking songs were waiting to be sung, so many wayward pleasures lay in store for me and so much pain my dazzled eyes refused to see. I ran so fast that time and youth at last ran out, I never stopped to think what life was all about and every conversation I can now recall concerned itself with me and nothing else at all. Yesterday the moon was blue and every crazy day brought something new to do. I used my magic age as if itwere a wand and never saw the waste and emptiness beyond. The g ame of love I played with arrogance and pride and every flame I lit too quickly quickly died. The friedns I made all seemed somehow to drift away and only I am left on stage to end the play. There are so many songs in me that won't be sung, I feel the bitter taste of tears upon my tongue. The time has come for me to pay for yesterday when I was young. |
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