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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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Tear a star from out the sky,
And the sky feels blue, Tear a petal from a rose, And the rose weeps, too, Take your heart away from mine, And mine will surely break, My life is yours to make, So please keep this heart awake!Would you take the wings from birds, So that they can't fly? Would you take the ocean's roar And leave just a sigh? All this your heart won't let you do, This is what I beg of you, Don't take your love from me. Don't take your love from me! |
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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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