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from Beaches (두 연인) by Bette Midler [ost] (1988)
"This next story is a true story. It concerns to of my favorite subjects: industrial theft . . . and-a t-ts! Mmm, what a combo! This is the story . . . The inventor of the modern foundation garment that we women wear today was a German scientist and opera lover by the name of Otto Titsling! This is a true story. His name was Otto Titsling. What happened to Otto Titsling shouldn't happen to a schnauzer. It's a very sad story. I feel i have to share it with you."
Otto Titsling, inventor and crout, had nothing to get very worked up about. His inventions were failures, his future seemed bleak. He fled to the opera at least twice a week. One night at the opera he saw an aida who's t-ts were so big they would often impede her. Bug-eyed he watched her fall into the pit, done in by the weight of those terrible t-ts. Oh, my god! There she blows! Aerodynamically this bitch was a mess. Otto eye-balled the diva lying comatose amongst the reeds, and he suddenly felt the fire or inspiration flood his soul. He knew what he had to do! He ran back to his workshop where he futzed and futzed and futzed. For Otto Titsling had found his quest: to lift and mold the female breast; to point the small ones to the sky; to keep the big ones high and dry! Every night he'd sweat and snort searching for the right support. He tried some string and paper clips. Hey! He even tried his own two lips! Well, he stiched and he slaved and he slaved and he stitched until finally one night, in the wee hours of morning, Otto arose from his workbench triumphant. Yes! He had invented the worlds first over-the-shoulder-boulder-holder. Hooray! Exhausted but ecstatic he ran down the street to the diva's house bearing the prototype in his hot little hand. Now, the diva did not want to try the darn thing on. But, after many initial misgivings, she finally did. And the sigh of relief that issued forth from the diva's mouth was so loud that it was mistaken by some to be the early onset of the Seraken Winds which would often roll through the Schwarzwald with a vengance! Ahhhhh-i! But little did Otto know, at the moment of his greatest triumph, lurking under the diva's bed was none other than the very worst of the french patentees, Phillip DeBrassiere. And Phil was watching the scene with a great deal of interest! Later that night, while our Broom Hilda slept, into the wardrobe Phillip softly crept. He fumbled through knickers and corsets galore, 'til he found Otto's titsling and he ran out the door. Crying, "Oh, my god! What joy! What bliss! I'm gonna make me a million from this! Every woman in the world will wanna buy one. I can have all the goods manufactures in Taiwan." "Oh, thank you!" The result of this swindle is pointedly clear: Do you buy a titsling or do you buy a brassiere? |
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from Bette Midler - Mud Will Be Flung Tonight! (2006)
"This next story is a true story. It concerns to of my favorite subjects: industrial theft . . . and-a t-ts! Mmm, what a combo! This is the story . . . The inventor of the modern foundation garment that we women wear today was a German scientist and opera lover by the name of Otto Titsling! This is a true story. His name was Otto Titsling. What happened to Otto Titsling shouldn't happen to a schnauzer. It's a very sad story. I feel i have to share it with you." Otto Titsling, inventor and crout, had nothing to get very worked up about. His inventions were failures, his future seemed bleak. He fled to the opera at least twice a week. One night at the opera he saw an aida who's t-ts were so big they would often impede her. Bug-eyed he watched her fall into the pit, done in by the weight of those terrible t-ts. Oh, my god! There she blows! Aerodynamically this bitch was a mess. Otto eye-balled the diva lying comatose amongst the reeds, and he suddenly felt the fire or inspiration flood his soul. He knew what he had to do! He ran back to his workshop where he futzed and futzed and futzed. For Otto Titsling had found his quest: to lift and mold the female breast; to point the small ones to the sky; to keep the big ones high and dry! Every night he'd sweat and snort searching for the right support. He tried some string and paper clips. Hey! He even tried his own two lips! Well, he stiched and he slaved and he slaved and he stitched until finally one night, in the wee hours of morning, Otto arose from his workbench triumphant. Yes! He had invented the worlds first over-the-shoulder-boulder-holder. Hooray! Exhausted but ecstatic he ran down the street to the diva's house bearing the prototype in his hot little hand. Now, the diva did not want to try the darn thing on. But, after many initial misgivings, she finally did. And the sigh of relief that issued forth from the diva's mouth was so loud that it was mistaken by some to be the early onset of the Seraken Winds which would often roll through the Schwarzwald with a vengance! Ahhhhh-i! But little did Otto know, at the moment of his greatest triumph, lurking under the diva's bed was none other than the very worst of the french patentees, Phillip DeBrassiere. And Phil was watching the scene with a great deal of interest! Later that night, while our Broom Hilda slept, into the wardrobe Phillip softly crept. He fumbled through knickers and corsets galore, 'til he found Otto's titsling and he ran out the door. Crying, "Oh, my god! What joy! What bliss! I'm gonna make me a million from this! Every woman in the world will wanna buy one. I can have all the goods manufactures in Taiwan." "Oh, thank you!" The result of this swindle is pointedly clear: Do you buy a titsling or do you buy a brassiere? |
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from Bette Midler - Broken Blossom (1995)
A dream is a wish your heart makes
When you're fast asleep In dreams you will lose your heartache Whatever you wish for you keep Have faith in your dreams and someday, your rainbow will come shining through No matter how your heart is grieving If you just keep believing The dream that you wish will come true A dream is a wish your heart makes when you're feeling small. Alone in the night you whisper think no one can hear at all. You wake with morning sunlight to find fortune that smile on you. Don't let your heart be filled with sorrow for almost in tomorrow the dream you wish will come true. The dream is a wish your heart makes The dream is a wish your heart makes You wake with the morning sunlight to find fortune that smile on you. Don't let your heart be filled with sorrow for almost in tomorrow the dream you wish will come true. No matter how your heart is grieving If you just keep believing The dream that you wish will come true |
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from Bette Midler - No Frills (1995)
Look at my face. I know the years are showin'.
Look at my life. Still don't know where it's goin'. I don't know much, but I know I love you, and that may be all I need to know. Look at these eyes. Oh, they never see what matters. And look at these dreams, so beaten and so battered. I don't know much, but I know I love you, and that may be all I need to know. So many questions and still no answers. I climb and climb but never get the view. But when I hold you near me sometimes I feel so clearly the only truth I'll ever know is me and you. In my heart I long for inspiration. And in my soul I know someday I'll find salvation. I don't know much, but I know I love you, and that may be all I need to know. In my heart you're my inspiration. And in my soul I know love is our salvation. I don't kow much, but if I know you love me, that will be all I need to know. I don't know much, but if you say you love me, that will be all I need to know. |
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from Bette Midler - Some People's Lives (1990)
All of a sudden all the past was behind me.
All of a sudden nothing stood to remind me. All of a piece I am awake and I can say. All of a sudden I am finding religion. All of a sudden all my sins are forgiven. Now all at once it is down to you and me. I see light over there at the end of the tunnel and I don't mind if it takes a little more time. Come over here, don't take your hand away. Come over here, take my breath away. Now is the time to say what you want to say. (It's not a dream, this is really happening.) All of a sudden, now baby, it's love. All of a little just isn't enough. All of a sudden, now baby, it's real. All of the riddle comes perfectly clear. All in a moment I was brought through the darkness. All in one motion like the sun through the forest. Oh, by the grace I am alive and I will live. All of a sudden I am cleared of confusion. All of my happiness is real, not illusion. So many years I had to seek so I could find. I see light over there at the end of the tunnel and I don't mind if it takes a little more time. Come over here, don't take your hand away. Come over here, take my breath away. Now is the time to say what you want to say. (It's not a dream, this is really happening.) All of a sudden, now baby, it's love. All of a little just isn't enough. All of a sudden, now baby, it's real. All of the riddle comes perfectly clear. Come over here, don't take your hand away. Come over here, and take my breath away. Now is the time to say what you want to say. (It's not a dream, this is really happening.) All of a sudden, now baby, it's love. All of a little just isn't enough. All of a sudden. now baby, it's real. All of the riddle comes perfectly clear. All of a sudden, now baby, it's true. All of a sudden I believe in you. All of a sudden I'm fooling around. All of a sudden I know what I found. I know what I found. I know what I found. I know what I found. |
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from Bette Midler - Sings The Peggy Lee Songbook (2005)
Well alright, okay, you win.
I'm in love with you. Well alright, okay, you win. Baby, what can I do? I'll do anything you say. It's just got to be that way. Well alright, okay, you win. I'm in love with you. Well alright, okay, you win. Baby, what can I do? Anything you say, I'll do. As long as it's me and you. All that I am asking, All I want from you, Just love me like I love you And it won't be hard to do. Well alright, okay, you win. I'm in love with you. Well alright, okay, you win. Baby, what can I do? I'll do anything you say. It's just got to be that way. All that I am asking, All I want from you, Just love me like I love you And it won't be hard to do. Well alright, okay, you win. I'm in love with you. Well alright, okay, you win. Baby, one thing more: If you're gonna be my man, Sweet baby, take me by the hand. |
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from Bette Midler - The Divine Miss M (1998)
I'm just a woman, a lonely woman
waiting on the weary shore I'm just a woman, who's only human one you should feel sorry for Well I woke up this morning along about dawn Without a warning I found that he was gone Why did he do it? How could he do it? He never done it before Am I blue? Am I blue? Aint these tears in these eyes telling you? Oh, am I blue? Well I bet you would be too if each plan with your man done fell through There was a time I was his only one But now I'm the second lonely one Was I gay? till today? but now that man is gone he's gone, and we are through Am I blue? There was a time I was his only one But now, right now now now I'm the second lonely one Oh god I'm lonely but I remember oh I remember when I was gay that was up until today but now that man is gone he's gone and we are through Oh am I, am I.... Well, would you believe it if I told you... I'm blue |
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from Bette Midler - Bette Of Roses (1995)
When the white bird flies
From your heart to mine I surrender every part of me To the tenderness Could it be the wine In your eyes stars shine And I'm feeling like a child again Oh, it's taken me a little time To find words to say Stay Make this forever And lay love in my life Come what may Cherish each moment of love As dreams go by If the first glow fades From the love we've made I will hold you closer In the night Under heart and key When there are hills to climb And your world won't rhyme I will fight until I get it right 'Cause you're part of me The heart of me Only if you'll stay Stay Make this forever And lay love in my life Come what may Cherish each moment of love As dreams go by The trees and the towers are burning Fear walks on the sea My soul in the wasteland is yearning What does tomorrow hold for me What can I say Just that I need you With you here by my side We can turn even the desert Evergreen, as dreams go by |
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from Bette Midler - Bette Of Roses (1995)
When the white bird flies
From your heart to mine I surrender every part of me To the tenderness Could it be the wine In your eyes stars shine And I'm feeling like a child again Oh, it's taken me a little time To find words to say Stay Make this forever And lay love in my life Come what may Cherish each moment of love As dreams go by If the first glow fades From the love we've made I will hold you closer In the night Under heart and key When there are hills to climb And your world won't rhyme I will fight until I get it right 'Cause you're part of me The heart of me Only if you'll stay Stay Make this forever And lay love in my life Come what may Cherish each moment of love As dreams go by The trees and the towers are burning Fear walks on the sea My soul in the wasteland is yearning What does tomorrow hold for me What can I say Just that I need you With you here by my side We can turn even the desert Evergreen, as dreams go by |
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from Beaches (두 연인) by Bette Midler [ost] (1988)
Baby mine, don't you cry.
Baby mine, dry your eyes. Rest your head close to my heart, never to part, baby of mine. Little one, when you play, pay no heed what they say. Let your eyes sparkle and shine, never a tear, baby of mine. If they knew all about you, they'd end up loving you, too. All those same people who scold you, what they'd give just for the right to hold you. From your head down to your toes, you're not much, goodness knows. But, you're so precious to me, sweet as can be, baby of mine. |
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from Beaches (두 연인) by Bette Midler [ost] (1988)
Baby mine, don't you cry.
Baby mine, dry your eyes. Rest your head close to my heart, never to part, baby of mine. Little one, when you play, pay no heed what they say. Let your eyes sparkle and shine, never a tear, baby of mine. If they knew all about you, they'd end up loving you, too. All those same people who scold you, what they'd give just for the right to hold you. From your head down to your toes, you're not much, goodness knows. But, you're so precious to me, sweet as can be, baby of mine. |
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from Bette Midler - No Frills (1995)
Now write this down!
I'll never be your beast of burden. My back is broad, but it's a' hurtin'. All I want is for you to make love to me. I'll never be your beast of burden. I walk for miles, my feet are hurtin'. All I want is for you to make love to me. What's the matter with me? Ain't I hot enough? Ain't I rough enough? Ain't I rich enough? I'm not too blind to see. Ohh, ohhh. I'll never be your beast of burden. So let's go home and draw the curtains. Put some music on the radio. C'mon, baby, make some love to me. Oh, what's the matter with me? Ain't I hot enough? Ain't I rough enough? Ain't I rich enough? I'm not too blind to see. Ohh, ohhh. My little sister is a pretty pretty girl. My little sister is a pretty pretty girl. She loves to ride. She loves to crawl. They love to take her out behind the garden wall. And when they're done they just throw her away. And she don't have an awful lot to say. It hurts her so bad to come to the end. I re, I remember all the times she spent sayin', "Please!" Ain't I hot enough? Ain't I rough enough? Ain't I rich enough? I'm not too blind to see. Ohh, ohhh. Ohh. Ohhhh. I'll never be your beast of burden. My back is broad, baby, but it's a' hurtin'. And all I want is you to make love to me. What's the matter, what's the matter with me? Ain't I hot enough? Oooh, yeah, ain't I rough enough? Oooh, yeah, ain't I rich enough, rich enough, rich enough, too blind to see? Too blind, too blind, ohhhh! I'll never be your beast of burden. I walk for miles, honey, my feet are hurtin'. And all I want is you to make love to me |
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from Bette Midler - Bette Of Roses (1995)
Bed of Roses
by Bonnie Hayes from the album "Bette of Roses" Long, long ago, where the tall grass grows and the still air is sweet with summer flowers; in the shade by the stream I would lie awake and dream, and in dreaming I would while away the hours. Long, long gone yesterday, and the castle and the prince and the God to whom I prayed. Well, I made, and I'm gonna lie in this bed of roses. I'm tired of trying to be free. Gonna lay down like a sigh in my bed of roses. Bed of roses I believed my life would be. Well, I wasted years, all the useless, bitter tears. If I'd known I'd have stopped it at the start. I knew life was long, and I knew life could go wrong, but I never knew my life would break my heart. Dreams die harder than pride. I have learned my lesson well. I will put them both aside. 'Cause I made and I'm gonna lie in this bed of roses. I'm tired and I'm dying to be free. Gonna lay down like a sigh in my bed of roses. Bed of roses I believed my life would be. Roses die, and all the fairy tales are lies, and I guess that's just too bad for poor old me. 'Cause I made, and I'm gonna lie in my bed of roses. Bed of roses I believed my life would be. Bed of roses I believed my life would be. |
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from Bette Midler - Bette Of Roses (1995)
Bed of Roses
by Bonnie Hayes from the album "Bette of Roses" Long, long ago, where the tall grass grows and the still air is sweet with summer flowers; in the shade by the stream I would lie awake and dream, and in dreaming I would while away the hours. Long, long gone yesterday, and the castle and the prince and the God to whom I prayed. Well, I made, and I'm gonna lie in this bed of roses. I'm tired of trying to be free. Gonna lay down like a sigh in my bed of roses. Bed of roses I believed my life would be. Well, I wasted years, all the useless, bitter tears. If I'd known I'd have stopped it at the start. I knew life was long, and I knew life could go wrong, but I never knew my life would break my heart. Dreams die harder than pride. I have learned my lesson well. I will put them both aside. 'Cause I made and I'm gonna lie in this bed of roses. I'm tired and I'm dying to be free. Gonna lay down like a sigh in my bed of roses. Bed of roses I believed my life would be. Roses die, and all the fairy tales are lies, and I guess that's just too bad for poor old me. 'Cause I made, and I'm gonna lie in my bed of roses. Bed of roses I believed my life would be. Bed of roses I believed my life would be. |
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from Bette Midler - Divine Madness (1995)
This is the story of a young girl who was the Einstein of the dance.
They called her Big Noise from Winnetka, against her no one stood a chance. Big Noise blew in from Winnetka, stole each fellow's heart and then, Big Noise blew in from Winnetka, Big Noise blew right out again. Boys were sighing, their girlfriends crying, hearts were pounding when; The Big Noise dances, hence romances, it's just astounding when; Big Noise blew in from Winnetka, Big Noise blew right out again. Stop! Look! Listen! Listen to the Big Noise. Stop! Look! Listen! Listen to the Big Noise. I am the one they call the Big Noise. I got to dance my way to fame. I just blew in from Winnetka, that town will never be the same. Now I had my fun, and yet there's just one who's got me from the start. I'd love to conga a little bit longer but it keeps us apart. Exit Big Noise from Winnetka, enter Big Noise in his heart. Big men move me out. Senors zonk me out. Zim zom zup ma ma. Big men boo bop ba, bah ba doo wop. Boodeeah baby boodeeah baby boodeeah baby. Boodeeah baby boodeeah baby boodeeah baby baby baby over 'n' out. She loves the bass. She loves the drum. She loves to stay out late and dance the samba, samba, how she loves to samba, rhumba, salsa, limbo and pachenga. She's so restless she's on every guest list. None can please her. She'd say no to Ceaser. Teach me, why don't you teach me. Show me how to let go! There she goes 'round again, up and then down again, in and then out. Hooo! When Big Noise waltzes through the door the bouncer has to clear the floor, 'cause everybody wants to see the girl get down, the girl get down. And if you try to hold me tight, I'll disappear into the night. My lover's waiting home for me (she don't do that! She don't do that!) Everyone's got a bit of Big Noise in his heart, everyone likes to toot his horn. I've been the Big Noise from Winnetka for so long, time for a new noise to be born. 'Cause I had my fun and et there's just one who's got me from the start. Exit Big Noise for Winnetka, enter Big Noise in my heart. Onc she was pickin' up the big boys . . . Now I'm pickin' up my little kids' toys . . . Big Noise we miss you. |
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from Bette Midler - Bathhouse Betty (1998)
Mmmmmm, you talk about you and only you
and the things that you do for you. You say you're not a lean cuisine. So I wanna see whatcha got on the menu. Now, if you think you're the man the only man with an exterior you feel is superior, just give Miss B a little peek and see if you really can deliver. Your tendencies are short, my expectations are long. And as I see it now, there's not much to go on. It seems you dug a hole that you can't crawl out. Now I truly see what you're all about. Don't brag about the diamond rings or the expensive clothes you wear, 'cause I could care less for what you possess and your attitude needs repair. Don't brag about your body, baby, and say that you're packin' a lot, 'cause all I see besides your big feet is that you got big socks. Let's just say that there's something lackin'. A flea shouldn't have the nerve to be braggin'. So pack up your little gift and get to steppin'. Return it back and put it in the kiddie section. Full figured in a place that can deliver? Ha ha, not from what I've seen. I can't trace what's below your waist. There's too much space to be inside those jeans. Don't brag about the diamond rings or the expensive clothes you wear, 'cause I could care less for what you possess and your attitude needs repair. Don't brag about your body, baby, and say that you're packin' a lot, 'cause all I see besides your big feet is that you got big socks. Bye bye, baby, bye bye. It's time to wave the white flag now that the kitten has been let out the bag. Don't brag about the diamond rings or the expensive clothes you wear, 'cause I could care less for what you possess and your attitude needs repair. Don't brag about your body, baby, and say that you're packin' a lot, 'cause all I see besides your big feet is that you got big socks. Don't brag about the diamond rings or the expensive clothes you wear, 'cause I could care less for what you possess and your attitude needs repair. Don't brag about your body, baby, and say that you're packin' a lot, 'cause all I see besides your big feet is that you got big socks. |
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from Bette Midler - Sings The Peggy Lee Songbook (2005)
The minute you walked in the joint
I could see you were a man of distinction. A real big spender, Good lookin', so refined. Say, wouldn't you like to know What's goin on in my mind? So let me get to the point. I don't pop my cork for every guy I see. Hey big spender, Spend a little time with me. Wouldn't you like to have fun, fun, fun? How's about a few laughs, laughs, laughs? I can show you a good time. Let me show you a good time. The minute you walked in the joint I could see you were a man of distinction. A real big spender, Good lookin', so refined. Say, wouldn't you like to know What's goin on in my mind? So let me get to the point. I don't pop my cork for every guy I see. Hey big spender, Hey big spender, Hey big spender, Spend a little time with me. |
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from Bette Midler - Bette (2000)
Bless you chi-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-ild.
You suffer, you're human, you sin, you fail, you love, you hate, you ail, you hunger, you lust, you deceive, you trust, you disbelieve. Bless you for your weakness. Bless you for your strength. Bless you for that smile that is so hard to trace. Ooooh, bless you child, bless you child. You wander, you come home. You can't survive this world alone. You deny, you admit, you start, you can't quit. Bless you for your weakness. Bless you for your strength. Bless you for that smile that is so hard to trace. Ooooh, bless you child, bless you child. Sometimes an ending is the best place to start. Bless yourself, bless your heart. Bless yourself, bless your heart. Hey hey hey yeah, uh huh. Hey hey hey yeah, uh huh. Hey hey hey yeah, uh huh. Hey hey hey, ohhhhh! Bless you for your weakness. Bless you for your strength. Bless you for that smile that is so hard to trace. Ooooh, bless you child, bless you child. Oh pleeeease, yeah. Bless you child. I say now. I say now. I know it's true. Bless yourself, bless your heart. Bless yourself, bless your heart. Bless yourself, bless your heart. Oh pleeeeeease. Bless yourself, bless your heart. Bless you child. Bless you child. I know it's true. Bless you child. Bless yourself, bless your heart . . . |
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from Bette Midler - Experience The Divine (1993)
He was a famous trumpet man from out Chicago way.
He had a boogie style that no one else could play. He was the top man at his craft, but then his number came up and he was gone with the draft. He's in the army now. He's blowin' reveille. He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of company B. They made him blow a bugle for his Uncle Sam. It really brought him down because he could not jam. The captain seemed to understand, because the next day the cap' went out and drafted the band. And now the company jumps when he plays reveille. He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of company B. A root, a toot, a toodlie-a-da-toot. He blows it eight to the bar in boogie rhythm. He can't blow a note unless a bass and guitar is playin' with him. And the company jumps when he plays reveille. He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of company B. He was some boogie woogie bugle boy of company B. And when he played his boogie woogie bugle he was busy as a busy bee. And when he played he made the company jump eight to the bar. He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of company B. Andata toodliata-toodliata toot toot he blows it eight to the bar. He can't blow a note if a bass and guitar isn't with him. And the company jumps when he plays reveille. He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of company B. He puts the boys to sleep with boogie every night, and wakes 'em up the same way in the early bright. They clap their hands and stamp their feet, 'cause they know how it goes when someone gives him a beat. Woah, woah, he wakes 'em up when he plays reveille. The boogie woogie bugle boy of company B. A root, a toot, a toodli-a-da to toot toot toot he's blowin' eight to the bar. Yeah, he can't blow a note if a bass and guitar isn't, woah, with him. And the company jumps when he plays reveille. He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of company B. |
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from Bette Midler - Experience The Divine (1993)
He was a famous trumpet man from out Chicago way.
He had a boogie style that no one else could play. He was the top man at his craft, but then his number came up and he was gone with the draft. He's in the army now. He's blowin' reveille. He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of company B. They made him blow a bugle for his Uncle Sam. It really brought him down because he could not jam. The captain seemed to understand, because the next day the cap' went out and drafted the band. And now the company jumps when he plays reveille. He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of company B. A root, a toot, a toodlie-a-da-toot. He blows it eight to the bar in boogie rhythm. He can't blow a note unless a bass and guitar is playin' with him. And the company jumps when he plays reveille. He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of company B. He was some boogie woogie bugle boy of company B. And when he played his boogie woogie bugle he was busy as a busy bee. And when he played he made the company jump eight to the bar. He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of company B. Andata toodliata-toodliata toot toot he blows it eight to the bar. He can't blow a note if a bass and guitar isn't with him. And the company jumps when he plays reveille. He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of company B. He puts the boys to sleep with boogie every night, and wakes 'em up the same way in the early bright. They clap their hands and stamp their feet, 'cause they know how it goes when someone gives him a beat. Woah, woah, he wakes 'em up when he plays reveille. The boogie woogie bugle boy of company B. A root, a toot, a toodli-a-da to toot toot toot he's blowin' eight to the bar. Yeah, he can't blow a note if a bass and guitar isn't, woah, with him. And the company jumps when he plays reveille. He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of company B. |
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from Bette Midler - The Divine Miss M (1998)
He was a famous trumpet man from out Chicago way.
He had a boogie style that no one else could play. He was the top man at his craft, but then his number came up and he was gone with the draft. He's in the army now. He's blowin' reveille. He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of company B. They made him blow a bugle for his Uncle Sam. It really brought him down because he could not jam. The captain seemed to understand, because the next day the cap' went out and drafted the band. And now the company jumps when he plays reveille. He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of company B. A root, a toot, a toodlie-a-da-toot. He blows it eight to the bar in boogie rhythm. He can't blow a note unless a bass and guitar is playin' with him. And the company jumps when he plays reveille. He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of company B. He was some boogie woogie bugle boy of company B. And when he played his boogie woogie bugle he was busy as a busy bee. And when he played he made the company jump eight to the bar. He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of company B. Andata toodliata-toodliata toot toot he blows it eight to the bar. He can't blow a note if a bass and guitar isn't with him. And the company jumps when he plays reveille. He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of company B. He puts the boys to sleep with boogie every night, and wakes 'em up the same way in the early bright. They clap their hands and stamp their feet, 'cause they know how it goes when someone gives him a beat. Woah, woah, he wakes 'em up when he plays reveille. The boogie woogie bugle boy of company B. A root, a toot, a toodli-a-da to toot toot toot he's blowin' eight to the bar. Yeah, he can't blow a note if a bass and guitar isn't, woah, with him. And the company jumps when he plays reveille. He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of company B. |
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from Bette Midler - Bette Of Roses (1995)
Long, long ago, where the tall grass grows
and the still air is sweet with summer flowers; in the shade by the stream I would lie awake and dream, and in dreaming I would while away the hours. Long, long gone yesterday, and the castle and the prince and the god to whom I pray. Well, I made, and I'm gonna lie in this bed of roses. I'm tired of trying to be free. Gonna lay down like a sigh in my bed of roses. Bed of roses I believed my life would be. Well, I wasted years, all the useless, bitter tears. If I'd known I'd have stopped it at the start. I knew life was long, and I knew life could go wrong, but I never knew my life would break my heart. Dreams die harder than pride. I have learned my lesson well. I will put them both aside. 'Cause I made and I'm gonna lie in this bed of roses. I'm tired and I'm dying to be free. Gonna lay down like a sigh in my bed of roses. Bed of roses I believed my life would be. Roses die, and all the fairy tales are lies, and I guess that's just too bad for poor old me. 'Cause I made, and I'm gonna lie in my bed of roses. Bed of roses I believed my life would be. Bed of roses I believed my life would be. |
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from Bette Midler - Bette Of Roses (1995)
I took a dive into your eyes
and I was in a sea of deep blue green emotion. Now in my dreams it often seems that you are moving me like tides moving the ocean. My heart hears you calling and I feel that I'm falling into a love that's deeper than blue, a bottomless love. Into the dreamy deep with you. Bottomless love. And as we lie I feel that I am floating in a stream of clear crystalline feeling. I want to wade into your waves and let them wash me clean. To hold you is so healing. My heart hears you calling and I know that I'm falling into a love that's deeper than blue, a bottomless love. Into the dreamy deep with you. Bottomless love. My sorrows washed away like rain, the lonely simple joys remain. Holy bliss, bottomless love. Into a love that's deeper than blue, a bottomless love. Dream. Into the dreamy deep with you. Bottomless love. Into a love that's deeper than blue, a bottomless love. Dream. Into the dreamy deep with you. Bottomless love. Dream. Woah-oh-oh. Bottomless love. Falling. Bottomless love. Picture of a dreamy deep with you. Bottomless love. Falling. Bottomless love. Yes, I've fallen, I've fallen, I've fallen in love with you. Bottomless love. Falling. Bottomless love. Woah-oh-oh. Bottomless love. Falling. Bottomless love |
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from Bette Midler - Bathhouse Betty (1998)
Howard, the strangest things
have happened lately when I take a good swing and all my dreams they pivot and slip. I drop my fists and they're back, laughing. Howard, my intentions become not to lose what I've won. Ambition has given way to desperation and I, I've lost the fight from my eyes. Boxing's been good to me, Howard. Now I'm told, "You're growing old." The whole time we knew a couple of years I'd be through. Has boxing been good to you? Howard, now I confess I'm scared and lonely and tired. Everyone says I'm made of clay, that I've had my day, that I'm not cut out for this. I just know what to say. And I say, boxing's been good to me, Howard. Now I'm told, "You're growing old." The whole time we knew a couple of years I'd be through. Has boxing been good to you? Well, sometimes I punch myself hard as I can. Yelling, "nobody cares!" hoping someone will tell me how wrong I am, Howard. Boxing's been good to me, Howard. Now I'm told, "You're growing old." The whole time we knew a couple of years I'd be through. Has boxing been good, has boxing been good, has boxing been good? |
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from Bette Midler - Bette Midler (1995)
I got a funny feelin' that all of you girls
had better hold on to your man. 'Cause I feel, I says I feel, I feeeeel like breaking up somebody's home. See, lying here all alone on a rainy night like this. Starvin' for some lovin'. Oh-oh, what I would give, what I would give for just one kiss. Every rain drop I hear against my window pane. And it's beatin' through so loud and clear. Words, words that speak your name. See I, I got no where to turn now that you have gone, and I feel like breaking up somebody's home. I know it's useless hangin' on when you belong to someone else. But I can't shake the feelin'. Oh, after all, I didn't make this bed. I got no where to turn na, na, na, now, na, now, now that you have gone. I saw the boy last night and I believe I caught a chill. Well, I could, I could not control the vibration, and my heart, my heart, my heart justa would not stand still. I got no where to turn a now, now, now, now that you have gone, and I feel like breaking up somebody's home. Got no where, a no where to run and I'm so damn tired of being all alone, and I feel like breaking up somebody's home. I know it's useless hangion' on when you, you, you, ya, you belong to someone else. But I, la, la, la, can't shake the feeling, oh, after all, I didn't want it this way. I swear I did not want it this way. But I got no where, a no where to run, and I'm so g-ddamned tired of being alone, and I feel like breaking up somebody's home. Got no where, a no where to run, and I'm so g-ddamned tired of being alone, and I, I feel like, feel like, breaking up some mutha's home. One more time. I, I got no where to turn, a no where to, no where to, no where to turn, and I feel like, I feel like, breaking, breaking up somebosy's home. I gotta break up somebody's home. |
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from Bette Midler - Songs For The New Depression (1995)
(Bette:) Ohh-oh, Ohh-oh, ah
Sing to me baby, baby. Buckets, nuggets of rain. (Bette & Bob:) Nuggets of rain, nuggets of tears. Got all the nuggets comin' out of my ears. Nuggets of moonbeams in my hand. You got all the love, honey baby, I can stand. I been down, high like an oak. I've seen pretty people disappear like smoke. Friends will arrive, friends will disappear. You want me, honey baby, I'll be here. (Bette:) Oh-oh, I'll be here. Ooooooh. Sing to me baby, baby, baby. Buckets of rain. (Bette & Bob:) I like your smile and your fingertips. I like the way that you move your lips. I like that heavenly way you look at me. Everything about you is bringing me ecstasy. Little red wagon, little red bike. I ain't no monkey but I know what I like. I like the way you monkey around. Stick with me baby and we'll never be found. Life is heavy and life is sad. Life is a bust when you think you've been had. You lose, you must do and you do it bad. I do it for you, honey baby, ain't you glad? (Bette:) Oh, Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, ooooh. Bobby, Bobby, hey there Mister D, you set me free. Yeah. I don't believe I really said that. (Bob:) "Hum, meany." (Bette:) "Oooh, you don't even know. You have no idea." (Bob:) "I don't want to know . . . . . You and Paul Simon should have done this one." |
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from Bette Midler - Experience The Divine (1993)
Spring is here and the sky is so very blue.
Whoa-o-o-o, birds all sing as if they knew, today's the day we'll say, "I do," and we'll never be lonely anymore. Because we're goin' to the chapel and we're gonna get married, goin' to the chapel and we're gonna get married, gee, I really love you and we're gonna get married, goin' to the chapel of love. Bells will ring and the sun is gonna shine. Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm gonna be his, he's gonna be mine. We're gonna love until the end of time, and we'll never be lonely anymore. Because we're goin' to the chapel and we're gonna get married, goin' to the chapel and we're gonna get married, gee, I really love you and we're gonna get married, goin' to the chapel of love. One more time around, oh. Goin' to the chapel and we're, oh, gonna get married, goin', goin' to the chapel, baby; we're gonna get married, married, oh, gee, I really love you, c'mon baby, we're gonna get married, married, goin' to the chapel of love. Oooh, a one more time, we're goin' to the chapel of love. C'mon, c'mon and let me hear it, goin' to the chapel of love, love, love. shooby doo-whop, wa da Bette: "That is the pits ending to a really terrific song!" Man: "That is the worst ending I've ever heard!" |
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from Bette Midler - Experience The Divine (1993)
Spring is here and the sky is so very blue.
Whoa-o-o-o, birds all sing as if they knew, today's the day we'll say, "I do," and we'll never be lonely anymore. Because we're goin' to the chapel and we're gonna get married, goin' to the chapel and we're gonna get married, gee, I really love you and we're gonna get married, goin' to the chapel of love. Bells will ring and the sun is gonna shine. Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm gonna be his, he's gonna be mine. We're gonna love until the end of time, and we'll never be lonely anymore. Because we're goin' to the chapel and we're gonna get married, goin' to the chapel and we're gonna get married, gee, I really love you and we're gonna get married, goin' to the chapel of love. One more time around, oh. Goin' to the chapel and we're, oh, gonna get married, goin', goin' to the chapel, baby; we're gonna get married, married, oh, gee, I really love you, c'mon baby, we're gonna get married, married, goin' to the chapel of love. Oooh, a one more time, we're goin' to the chapel of love. C'mon, c'mon and let me hear it, goin' to the chapel of love, love, love. shooby doo-whop, wa da Bette: "That is the pits ending to a really terrific song!" Man: "That is the worst ending I've ever heard!" |
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from Bette Midler - The Divine Miss M (1998)
Spring is here and the sky is so very blue.
Whoa-o-o-o, birds all sing as if they knew, today's the day we'll say, "I do," and we'll never be lonely anymore. Because we're goin' to the chapel and we're gonna get married, goin' to the chapel and we're gonna get married, gee, I really love you and we're gonna get married, goin' to the chapel of love. Bells will ring and the sun is gonna shine. Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm gonna be his, he's gonna be mine. We're gonna love until the end of time, and we'll never be lonely anymore. Because we're goin' to the chapel and we're gonna get married, goin' to the chapel and we're gonna get married, gee, I really love you and we're gonna get married, goin' to the chapel of love. One more time around, oh. Goin' to the chapel and we're, oh, gonna get married, goin', goin' to the chapel, baby; we're gonna get married, married, oh, gee, I really love you, c'mon baby, we're gonna get married, married, goin' to the chapel of love. Oooh, a one more time, we're goin' to the chapel of love. C'mon, c'mon and let me hear it, goin' to the chapel of love, love, love. shooby doo-whop, wa da Bette: "That is the pits ending to a really terrific song!" Man: "That is the worst ending I've ever heard!" |
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from Bette Midler - Bette (2000)
I held you close to me
once in a distant dream, far from the shores of my fear. I sailed on the ocean where all I imagined could happen, and now you are here. It's so hard to touch what is out of our hands, to know and to trust what the heart understands. Only the ones who believe ever see what they dream, ever dream what comes true. Life gives us magic and life brings us tragedy. Everyone suffers some loss. Still we have faith in it, childlike hope. There's a reason that outweighs the cost. And gravity throws all these rules in our way. And sometimes the sprit refuses to play. Only the ones who believe ever see what they dream, ever dream what comes true. And oh, love, turn me around in your arms. And in this dream we share let us not miss one kiss. And add my regrets to the tears in the rain for that's what the color of roses contain. Only the ones who believe ever see what they dream, ever dream, ever dream what comes true. |
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from Bette Midler - No Frills (1995)
I read the paper and I hear the news.
I search the heavens vainly for clues. Where has he gone to, and where can he be? I need someone, we need someone. Come back, Jimmy Dean. Yesterday morning I read in the Times, things cost a dollar that once cost a dime. And everyone's lonely 'cause everyone's free. I need someone. We need someone. Come back, Jimmy Dean. All our loves are loved and lost. Our hearts all hung with rust. All the golden birds and lads all must, like chimney sweeps, come to dust. I'll pour a drink; adjust my TV, and stare at the shadows that stare out at me. I have no expectations, oh, but occasionally I need someone. You were someone. Come back, Jimmy dean. I need someone. You were someone. Please come back, Jimmy Dean. |
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from Bette Midler - Sings The Rosemary Clooney Songbook (2003)
Come on-a my house, my house, I'm-a gonna give you candy.
Come on-a my house, my house, I'm-a gonna give you apple and a plum and an apricot or two, ah! Come on-a my house, my house come on. Come on-a my house, my house-a come on. Come on-a my house, my house, I'm-a gonna give you figs and dates and grapes and a cake, ah! Come on-a my house, my house-a come on. Come on-a my house, my house come on. Come on-a my house, my house, I'm-a gonna give you candy. Come on-a my house, my house, I'm-a gonna give you everything. Come on-a my house, my house, I'm-a gonna give you Christmas tree. Come on-a my house, my house, I'm-a gonna give you marriage ring and a pomegranate, too, ah! Come on-a my house, my house come on. Come on-a my house, my house come on. Come on-a my house, my house I'm-a gonna give a you peach and a pear and I love your hair, ah! Come on-a my house, my house-a come on. Come on-a my house, my house-a come on. Come on-a my house, my house, I'm gonna give you an Easter egg. Come on-a my house, my house, I'm-a gonna give you everything, everything, everything. Come on-a my house! |
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from Bette Midler - The Rose (1995)
You know, you know sometimes, sometimes people say to me, "Rose, when's the first time you ever heard the blues?" And u know what i tell 'em? "The day i was born." You know why? You know why? 'Coz i was born a woman.
Ah! Oh! We got some noisy females in the house tonight! I do like to hear that high-pitched sound, you know I do. Oh, being a woman is so interesting don't you find it? What are we ladies, what are we? We are waitresses at the banquet of life! Get into that kitchen and rattle them pots and pans... and you better look pretty god-damned good doing it too or else you gonna lose your good thang! Oh! And why do we dot that, why do we do that? I tell you why we do that, we do that to find looove. Oh, i love to be in love, don't you love to be in love? Ain't it just great to be in love? Oh, ain't it wonderful? Isn't it wonderful to be in love? Ain't it just grand laying there late at night in bed waiting for your man to show up? And when he finally does, round about four o'clock in the morning with whiskey on his breath and the smell of another woman on his person... Oh, honey I can smell another woman at five hundred paces! That's a easy one to catch! So what do you do when he comes home with the smell of another woman on him? Do you say, "Oh, honey, let me open up my loving arms and my loving legs! Dive right in, baby, the water's fine!" Is that what you say, girls?! Or do you say, "Pack your bags! I'm putting on my little waitress cap and my fancy high heel shoes. I'm gonna go find me a real man, a good man, a true man, a man to love me for sure." You know I tell you something, I tell u something: I tohught... at one time i actually thought i found myself one. I did, I thought I found myself one. When he... When he... |
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from Bette Midler - The Rose (1995)
You know, you know sometimes, sometimes people say to me, "Rose, when's the first time you ever heard the blues?" And u know what i tell 'em? "The day i was born." You know why? You know why? 'Coz i was born a woman.
Ah! Oh! We got some noisy females in the house tonight! I do like to hear that high-pitched sound, you know I do. Oh, being a woman is so interesting don't you find it? What are we ladies, what are we? We are waitresses at the banquet of life! Get into that kitchen and rattle them pots and pans... and you better look pretty god-damned good doing it too or else you gonna lose your good thang! Oh! And why do we dot that, why do we do that? I tell you why we do that, we do that to find looove. Oh, i love to be in love, don't you love to be in love? Ain't it just great to be in love? Oh, ain't it wonderful? Isn't it wonderful to be in love? Ain't it just grand laying there late at night in bed waiting for your man to show up? And when he finally does, round about four o'clock in the morning with whiskey on his breath and the smell of another woman on his person... Oh, honey I can smell another woman at five hundred paces! That's a easy one to catch! So what do you do when he comes home with the smell of another woman on him? Do you say, "Oh, honey, let me open up my loving arms and my loving legs! Dive right in, baby, the water's fine!" Is that what you say, girls?! Or do you say, "Pack your bags! I'm putting on my little waitress cap and my fancy high heel shoes. I'm gonna go find me a real man, a good man, a true man, a man to love me for sure." You know I tell you something, I tell u something: I tohught... at one time i actually thought i found myself one. I did, I thought I found myself one. When he... When he... |
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from Bette Midler - Mud Will Be Flung Tonight! (2006)
So vikki Eydie is not going to make it through the techno age, well which of us will? I dont no the a VCR and an IUD although i aught to find out i would hate to be standing in front of my microwave with a VCR up my tuckas, I thought a floopy disk was my diafram.
weres thoses heebs that wrote this act? Isnt it hard beeing friends with coke heads? they always say lets go somewere and we'll talk, what they realy mean is lets go somewere and I'll talk and they always grind there teeth I have friends who have ground there teeth so fine they could snort there own bycusbids. For a long time a went looking for a new drug, a drug that had my name on it, realy i thought one i serched high i serched low i tried designer drugs. After all that then you know how deppressing it is when you find out your drug is midol. Once i mixed midol with speed i had my period six times in one day. But i had to give up speed i started to understand what chero was saying. haha weres those heebs that wrote this act?? |
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from Bette Midler - The Divine Miss M (1998)
Daytime Husler, you're out of line.
Don't ya try to change my mind! Don't you try. You see, I ain't no fool. No, I can tell, oh, baby, you ain't my kind! My kind! I'm in love with a down home man. Simple lovin' I can understand. I've been hustled by the best of them, and you ain't nothing but a crazy man. Hustler. Oh, daytime hustler, you better look away. Because I won't play your game no more. No, no more, no. You spend all of your money on those other women who are blind enough to buy your shame. All your shame, oh, oh, oh. Fancy money doesn't buy me love! Flashy Cadillacs won't make me f-ck! I been hustled by the best of them, and you ain't nothing but a crazy man. Hustler, hustler, hustler, hustler, ooh, hustler, hustler, baby, oh! Whoa! Daytime Hustler! Ooh, what did you say? I say you're a jive, jive dude. Yes, I do. Yes, I do. you just don't, you just don't, ya just don't know that you are really, you're really not too cool. And I believe your mind is slow. Oh, oh, oh. I'm in love with a down home man. Simple lovin' I can understand. I've been hustled by the best of them, and you ain't nothing but a crazy, crazy man. Hustler, hustler, hustler, hustler, hustler, hustler, hustler baby. Oh, hustler. Oh, hustler. Oh, hustler. Hustler baby . . . |
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from Bette Midler - The Divine Miss M (1998)
She was forty-one and her daddy still called her baby.
Everyone in Brownsville thinks she's crazy, 'cause she walks to the station with a suitcase in her hand. And she's looking for a mysterious dark-haired man. In her younger days they called her Delta Dawn. Prettiest woman you ever laid eyes on. But a man of low degree stood by her side, and he promised he would take her for his bride. Delta Dawn, what's that flower you have on? Could it be a faded rose from days gone by? Did I hear you say he was meeting you here today to take you to his mansion in the sky? Delta Dawn, what's that flower you got on? Could it be a faded rose from days gone by? Did I hear you say he was meeting you here today to take you to his mansion in the sky? Delta Dawn, what's that flower you got on? Could it be a faded rose from days gone by? Did I hear you say he was meeting you right here today? He's gonna take you to his mansion in the sky. Delta Dawn, oh, what is that flower that you've got on? Could it be, could it be just a faded rose from one of those days gone by? Well, did I hear you say that he was gonna meet you right here, right here today? He's gonna take you to his mansion in the sky. To take you to his mansion in the sky. He's gonna take you, he's gonna take you. Oh, he's gonna take you and you and you and you. Oh, gonna take you, take you to that mansion. He's got to, gonna take you to that mansion. He's gonna take you and you and you and you, oh, you and you and you. Take you to his mansion in the sky. Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh! Gonna take you. Oh, oh. He's gonna take you, gonna take you, he's gonna, he's gonna take you to that mansion, he's gonna take you and you and you, oh . . . |
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from Bette Midler - Experience The Divine (1993)
Do you wanna dance, and hold my hand?
Tell me you're my lover man. Oh baby, do you wanna dance? We could dance under the moonlight, hug and kiss all through the night. Oh baby, tell me, do you wanna dance with me baby? Do you, do you, do you, do you want to dance? Do you, do you, do you want to dance? Do you, do you, do you, do you want to dance with me baby? Ah, that's right, ah, ah, aaaaaaaah. Do you want to dance under the moonlight? Hug me, kiss me, baby, all through the night. Oh baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, tell me, do you want to dance? Oh, do you, do you, do you, do you want to dance? Do you want to dance? Do you, do you, do you, do you want to dance with me baby? You got to dance with me baby. Please dance with me baby additional lyrics from the quadrophonic version Tonight you, you got to dance with me baby. Please, please, please dance with me baby. Please, please, please, please dance with me baby. Please, you got to |
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from Bette Midler - Experience The Divine (1993)
Do you wanna dance, and hold my hand?
Tell me you're my lover man. Oh baby, do you wanna dance? We could dance under the moonlight, hug and kiss all through the night. Oh baby, tell me, do you wanna dance with me baby? Do you, do you, do you, do you want to dance? Do you, do you, do you want to dance? Do you, do you, do you, do you want to dance with me baby? Ah, that's right, ah, ah, aaaaaaaah. Do you want to dance under the moonlight? Hug me, kiss me, baby, all through the night. Oh baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, tell me, do you want to dance? Oh, do you, do you, do you, do you want to dance? Do you want to dance? Do you, do you, do you, do you want to dance with me baby? You got to dance with me baby. Please dance with me baby |
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from Bette Midler - The Divine Miss M (1998)
Do you wanna dance, and hold my hand?
Tell me you're my lover man. Oh baby, do you wanna dance? We could dance under the moonlight, hug and kiss all through the night. Oh baby, tell me, do you wanna dance with me baby? Do you, do you, do you, do you want to dance? Do you, do you, do you want to dance? Do you, do you, do you, do you want to dance with me baby? Ah, that's right, ah, ah, aaaaaaaah. Do you want to dance under the moonlight? Hug me, kiss me, baby, all through the night. Oh baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, tell me, do you want to dance? Oh, do you, do you, do you, do you want to dance? Do you want to dance? Do you, do you, do you, do you want to dance with me baby? You got to dance with me baby. Please dance with me baby additional lyrics from the quadrophonic version Tonight you, you got to dance with me baby. Please, please, please dance with me baby. Please, please, please, please dance with me baby. Please, you got to |
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from Bette Midler - Broken Blossom (1995)
Woke up this mornin'
with an awful achin' head. Woke up this mornin' with an awful achin' head. My new man left me. I'm just a bloom in an empty bed. Now, when my bed gets empty I get to feelin' kind of mean and blue. When my bed gets empty, get to feelin' awful mean and blue. The springs are gettin' rusty sleepin' single like I do. I bought me a coffee grinder, the best one I could find. You know that I bought me a brand new coffee grinder, the best one I could find, so he could grind my coffee. Babe, I got a brand new grind. You gotta try, girl, you gotta try. He was a deep sea diver with a stroke that could not go wrong. Deep, deep sea, deep sea diver with a stroke that just could not go wrong. He could touch the bottom, and his wind held out so long. Oh, he boiled my cabbage, and he made it awful hot, mmmm. He boiled it, I got to tell you that he made it, made it awful hot. But when he slipped the bacon in, he overflowed the pot! Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. What a sweet man he was. I went and told my girlfriend Lou. Remember that old rag of a girl named Lou? Real sweet man. I went and told my girlfriend Lou. That way that girl is, baby, she must have had a piece of it, too. And now when you get good lovin', don't you, don't you spread the news. Don't you spread the news. When you get it and it's good, good, good, you really ought not to, you ought not to spread the news. Because those gals will doublecross you and leave you, those gals will doublecross you, and they do, those gals will doublecross you and leave you, leave you, leave you, leave you with the empty bed blues! Zah! |
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from Bette Midler - No Frills (1995)
You're my-i-i-i-i-i, baby, you're my favorite waste of time.
My-i-i-i-i-i, baby, you're my favorite waste of time. Here I am, I'm playing daydreaming fool again. My favorite game. And you are the one who's got my head in the clouds above. You're the one that I love and you're my-i-i-i-i-i, baby, you're my favorite waste of time. My-i-i-i-i-i, baby, you're my favorite waste of time. I don't care if being with you is meaningless and ridiculous; If it's wrong or right. I'm gonna give you my love tonight and tomorrow night 'cause you're my-i-i-i-i-i, baby, you're my favorite waste of time. My-i-i-i-i-i, baby, you're my favorite wast of time. Ooh, ooh, ohh, yeah. You're my-i-i-i-i-i-i-i, baby, you're my favorite waste of time. My-i-i-i-i-i-i-i, baby, you're my favorite waste of time. And one last thing: I'm gonna give you my love tonight, and the bells gonna ring 'cause you're my-i-i-i-i-i-i-i, baby, you're my favorite waste of time. My-i-i-i-i-i, baby. you're my favorite waste of time. My-i-i-i-i-i, baby, you're my favorite waste of time. My-i-i-i-i-i, baby, you're my favorite waste of time! |
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from Bette Midler - Sings The Peggy Lee Songbook (2005)
Never know how much I love you.
Never know how much I care. When you put your arms around me, I get a fever that's so hard to bear. You give me fever when you kiss me. Fever when you hold me tight. Fever in the morning. Fever all through the night. Sun lights up the daytime, And moon lights up the night. I light up when you call my name, And you know I'm gonna treat you right. You give me fever when you kiss me. Fever when you hold me tight. Fever in the morning, And fever all through the night. Everybody's got the fever. That is something you all know. Fever isn't such a new thing. Fever started long ago. Romeo loved Juliet. Juliet, she felt the same. When he put his arms around her, He said, "Julie, baby, you're my flame. Thou giveth fever when we kisseth. Fever with thy flaming youth. Fever, I'm afire. Fever, yeah, I burn, forsooth." Cap'n Smith and Pocahontas Had a very mad affair. When her daddy tried to kill him, She said, "Daddy, oh, don't you dare. He gives me fever with his kisses. Fever when he holds me tight. Fever, I'm his missus, So Daddy, won't you treat him right." Now you've listened to my story, Here's the point that I have made: Chicks were born to give you fever, Be it Fahrenheit or Centigrade. They give you fever when you kiss them. Fever if you live and learn. Fever 'til you sizzle. What a lovely way to burn. What a lovely way to burn. What a lovely way to burn. What a lovely way to burn. |
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from Bette Midler - Divine Madness (1995)
Here comes The Rose, looking mighty fine.
Here comes ol' Nancy, walking right in time. Here comes the stripper, bringing on the night. Here come the boys, faces hidden from the light. Walk through the shadows. Well, they come and they go. Only one thing on their mind: fire down below. Whoa, here come the rich man in his big, long limousine. Here come the poor man, all you got to have is green. Here come the banker, lawyer and the cop. One thing's for certain, it's never gonna stop. When it all gets too heavy they come and they go. There they go. One thing on their mi-mi-mi-mind: fire down below. Whoa, there they go. One thing on their mi-mi-mi-mi-mind: fire down below. It happens out in Vegas, Moline, on the blue-blood streets of Boston, in Berkley, out in Queens. Went on yesterday, it's going on tonight. Somewhere there's somebody treatin' somebody right. I'm lookin' at The Rose. I'm lookin' mighty fine. I walk the streets, I'll find you any time. Where the street lights flicker, bringing on the night, I'll be slipping into darkness; Slippin' out of sight. Oh, through the midnight I come! I go! Only one thing on my my mind: fire down below. One thing on my my my mind: fire down below. Fire, fire, fire, hoo, hoo, hoo. One thing on my my mind: fire down below. |
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from Bette Midler - Experience The Divine (1993)
And I am all alone.
There is no one here beside me. And my problems have all gone. There is no one to deride me. But you got to have friends. The feeling's oh so strong. You got to have friends to make that day last long. I had some firends but they're gone, somethin' came and took them away. And from the dusk 'til the dawn here is where I'll stay. Standing at the end of the road, boys, waiting for my new friends to come. I don't care if I'm hungry or poor, I'm gonna get me some of them. 'Cause you got to have friends. Da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da, friends. That's right you, oh you, yeah you, I said you gotta have some friends, I'm talkin' about friends, that's right, friends. Friends, friends, friends. I had some firends, oh, but they're all gone, gone, someone came and snatched them away. And from the dusk until the very dawn, you know, here is where I gotta stay, here is where I gotta stay. And I'm standing at the end of a real long road and I'm waiting for my new friends to come. I don't care if I'm hungry or freezin' cold, I'm gonna get me some of them. 'Cause you gotta have friends, that's right, friends, friends. I gotta me my, I gotta me my, I gotta me my, look around and see all of my friends. Oh, friends, that's right, friends, friends, friends, friends, friends, friends, oh, friends, you gotta have friends |
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from Bette Midler - Experience The Divine (1993)
And I am all alone.
There is no one here beside me. And my problems have all gone. There is no one to deride me. But you got to have friends. The feeling's oh so strong. You got to have friends to make that day last long. I had some firends but they're gone, somethin' came and took them away. And from the dusk 'til the dawn here is where I'll stay. Standing at the end of the road, boys, waiting for my new friends to come. I don't care if I'm hungry or poor, I'm gonna get me some of them. 'Cause you got to have friends. Da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da, friends. That's right you, oh you, yeah you, I said you gotta have some friends, I'm talkin' about friends, that's right, friends. Friends, friends, friends. I had some firends, oh, but they're all gone, gone, someone came and snatched them away. And from the dusk until the very dawn, you know, here is where I gotta stay, here is where I gotta stay. And I'm standing at the end of a real long road and I'm waiting for my new friends to come. I don't care if I'm hungry or freezin' cold, I'm gonna get me some of them. 'Cause you gotta have friends, that's right, friends, friends. I gotta me my, I gotta me my, I gotta me my, look around and see all of my friends. Oh, friends, that's right, friends, friends, friends, friends, friends, friends, oh, friends, you gotta have friends . . . |
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from Bette Midler - The Divine Miss M (1998)
And I am all alone.
There is no one here beside me. And my problems have all gone. There is no one to deride me. But you got to have friends. The feeling's oh so strong. You got to have friends to make that day last long. I had some firends but they're gone, somethin' came and took them away. And from the dusk 'til the dawn here is where I'll stay. Standing at the end of the road, boys, waiting for my new friends to come. I don't care if I'm hungry or poor, I'm gonna get me some of them. 'Cause you got to have friends. Da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da, friends. That's right you, oh you, yeah you, I said you gotta have some friends, I'm talkin' about friends, that's right, friends. Friends, friends, friends. I had some firends, oh, but they're all gone, gone, someone came and snatched them away. And from the dusk until the very dawn, you know, here is where I gotta stay, here is where I gotta stay. And I'm standing at the end of a real long road and I'm waiting for my new friends to come. I don't care if I'm hungry or freezin' cold, I'm gonna get me some of them. 'Cause you gotta have friends, that's right, friends, friends. I gotta me my, I gotta me my, I gotta me my, look around and see all of my friends. Oh, friends, that's right, friends, friends, friends, friends, friends, friends, oh, friends, you gotta have friends |
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from Bette Midler - The Divine Miss M (1998)
And I am all alone.
There is no one here beside me. And my problems have all gone. There is no one to deride me. But you got to have friends. The feeling's oh so strong. You got to have friends to make that day last long. I had some firends but they're gone, somethin' came and took them away. And from the dusk 'til the dawn here is where I'll stay. Standing at the end of the road, boys, waiting for my new friends to come. I don't care if I'm hungry or poor, I'm gonna get me some of them. 'Cause you got to have friends. Da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da, friends. That's right you, oh you, yeah you, I said you gotta have some friends, I'm talkin' about friends, that's right, friends. Friends, friends, friends. I had some firends, oh, but they're all gone, gone, someone came and snatched them away. And from the dusk until the very dawn, you know, here is where I gotta stay, here is where I gotta stay. And I'm standing at the end of a real long road and I'm waiting for my new friends to come. I don't care if I'm hungry or freezin' cold, I'm gonna get me some of them. 'Cause you gotta have friends, that's right, friends, friends. I gotta me my, I gotta me my, I gotta me my, look around and see all of my friends. Oh, friends, that's right, friends, friends, friends, friends, friends, friends, oh, friends, you gotta have friends |
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from Bette Midler - Some People's Lives (1990)
From a distance
the world looks blue and green And the snow capped mountains wide From a distance the ocean meets the stream And the eagle takes to flight From a distance there is harmony And it echoes through the land It's the voice of hope its the voice of peace It's the voice of every man From a distance we all have enough And no one is in need And there are no guns no bombs and no disease No hungry mouths to feed From a distance we are instruments Marching in the common band Playing songs of hope playing songs of peace They're the songs of every man God is watching us God is watching us God is watching us from a distance From a distance You look like my friend Even though we are at war from a distance i just can not comprehend what all this fighting is for From a distance there is harmony And it echoes through the land It's the hope of hope its the love of love It's the heart of every man It's the hope of hope its the love of love This is the song of every man and God is watching us God is watching us God is watching us from a distance Oh God is watching us God is watching God is watching us from a distance |
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from Bette Midler - Experience The Divine (1993)
From a distance the world looks blue and green
And the snow capped mountains, wide From a distance the ocean meets the stream And the eagle takes to flight From a distance, there is harmony And it echoes through the land It's the voice of hope, its the voice of peace It's the voice of every man From a distance, we all have enough And no one is in need And there are no guns, no bombs, and no disease No hungry mouths to feed From a distance we are instruments Marching in the common band Playing songs of hope, playing songs of peace They're the songs of every man God is watching us...God is watching us... God is watching us...from a distance From a distance there is harmony And it echoes through the land And its the hope of hopes, its the love of loves Its the heart of every man Its the hope of hopes, its the love of loves This is the song of every man And God is watching us...God is watching us God is watching us, from a distance Oh God is watching us...God is watching us God is watching us...from a distance... |
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from Bette Midler - Experience The Divine (1993)
From a distance the world looks blue and green,
and the snow-capped mountains white. From a distance the ocean meets the stream, and the eagle takes to flight. From a distance, there is harmony, and it echoes through the land. It's the voice of hope, it's the voice of peace, it's the voice of every man. From a distance we all have enough, and no one is in need. And there are no guns, no bombs, and no disease, no hungry mouths to feed. From a distance we are instruments marching in a common band. Playing songs of hope, playing songs of peace. They're the songs of every man. God is watching us. God is watching us. God is watching us from a distance. From a distance you look like my friend, even though we are at war. From a distance I just cannot comprehend what all this fighting is for. From a distance there is harmony, and it echoes through the land. And it's the hope of hopes, it's the love of loves, it's the heart of every man. It's the hope of hopes, it's the love of loves. This is the song of every man. And God is watching us, God is watching us, God is watching us from a distance. Oh, God is watching us, God is watching. God is watching us from a distance. |
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from Bette Midler - Bette (2000)
Now I have nothing, so God give me strength,
'cause I'm weak anyway, and if I'm strong, I might still break. And I don't have anything to share that I won't throw away into the air. That song is sung out. This bell is rung out. He was the light that I'd bless. He took my last chance of happiness. So God give me strength. God give me strength. I can't hold on to him. God give me strength. When the phone doesn't ring and I'm lost in imagining everything that kind of love is worth as I tumble back down to the earth. That song is sung out. This bell is rung out. He was the light that I'd bless. He took my last chance of happiness. So God give me strength. God, if he'd grant me his indulgence and decline, I might as well wipe him from my memory. Fracture the spell as he becomes my enemy. And maybe I was washed out like a lip print on a shirt. See, I'm only human, I want him to hurt. I want him, I want him to hurt. Since I lost the power to pretend that there could ever be a happy ending. That song is sung out. This bell is rung out. He was the light that I'd bless. He took my last chance of happiness. So God give me strength. God give me strength. Oooooooh. Oooooh. Wipe him from my memory. Oooh. I got to him wipe him from my memory. Mmmm. Ooooooooh. |
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from Bette Midler - Sings The Peggy Lee Songbook (2005)
It seem like happiness is just a thing called Joe.
He's got a smile that makes the lilacs want to grow. He's got a way that makes the angels heave a sigh When they know little Joe's passing by. Sometimes the cabin's gloomy and the table's bare, But then he'll kiss me and it's Christmas everywhere. Troubles fly away and life is easy go. Does he love me good? That's all I need to know. Seems like happiness is just a thing called Joe. Sometimes the cabin's gloomy and the table's bare, But then he'll kiss me and it's Christmas everywhere. Troubles fly away and life is easy go. Does he love me good? That's all I need to know. Seems like happiness is just a thing called Joe. Little Joe, my little Joe, little Joe. |
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from Bette Midler - Sings The Peggy Lee Songbook (2005)
He's a tramp, but I love him.
Breaks a new heart every day. He's a tramp. They adore him. And I only hope he'll stay that way. He's a tramp, he's a scoundrel, He's a rounder, he's a cad. He's a tramp, but I love him. Yes, and even I have got it pretty bad. You can never tell when he'll show up. He gives you plenty of trouble. I guess he's just a no account pup, But I wish that he were double. He's a tramp, he's a rover, And there's nothing more to say. If he's a tramp, he's a good one, And I wish that I could travel his way. |
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from Bette Midler - No Frills (1995)
I had a will of iron.
I had a heart of steel. I always call the shots. But, honey, you shoot to kill. I've spent a hundred other nights like this. A little laughter and a stranger's kiss. But the next thing that I knew, I was heart over head over heart over head over you. It's too late to stop it now. I'm heart over head over heart over head over you. I never once imagined a night like this before, that love would last for hours, and still I begged for more. If I sound a little crazy, well, forgive me, please. My head is swimmin' and I'm on my knees cryin', "Love me, love me, do!" Because I'm heart over head over heart over head over you. Too late to stop it now. I'm heart over head over heart over head over you. Oh, I'm heart over head over heart over head over you. Where did you get your touch? I'm heart over head over heart over head over you. I like it much too much. Heart over head over heart over head over you. Too late to stop it now. I'm heart over head over heart over head over you . . . |
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from Bette Midler - Experience The Divine (1993)
We had an aprtment in the city
Me and my husband liked living there it's been years since the kids have grown A life of their own left us alone John and Linda live in Omaha Joe is somewhere on the road We lost Davie in the korean War I still don't know what for Don't matter anymore You know that old trees just grwo stronger and old rivers grwo wilder everyday But old people they just grow lonesome Waiting for someone to say hello in there Hello Me and my husband we don't talk much anymore He sits and stares through the backdoor screen And all the news just repeats itself Like some gorgotten dream that we've both seen Someday I'll go and call up Judy We worked together at the factory Ah, but what would I say When she asks what's new Say "Nothing what 's with you?" Nothing much to do You know that old trees just grow stronger And old rivers grow wilder everyday But old people they just grow lonesome Waiting for someone to say hello in there Hello So if you're walking down the street sometime And you should spot some hollow ancient eye Don't you pass htem by and stare As if you didn't care say "Hello in there!" Hello |
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from Bette Midler - Experience The Divine (1993)
We had an apartment in the city.
Me and my husband liked living there. It's been years since the kids have grown, a life of their own, left us alone. John and Linda live in Omaha. Joe is somewhere on the road. We lost Davy in the Korean war. I still don't know what for, don't matter any more. You know that old trees just grow stronger, and old rivers grow wilder every day, but old people, they just grow lonesome waiting for someone to say, "Hello in there. Hello" Me and my husband, we don't talk much anymore. He sits and stares through the backdoor screen. And all the news just repeats itself like some forgotten dream that we've both seen. Someday I'll go and call up Judy. We worked together at the factory. Ah, but what would I say when she asks what's new? Say, "Nothing, what's with you? Nothing much to do." You know that old trees just grow stronger, and old rivers grow wilder every day, ah, but old people, they just grow lonesome waiting for someone to say, "Hello in There. Hello." So if you're walking down the street sometime and you should spot some hollow ancient eyes, don't you pass them by and stare as if you didn't care. Say, "Hello in there. Hello." |
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from Bette Midler - The Divine Miss M (1998)
We had an aprtment in the city
Me and my husband liked living there it's been years since the kids have grown A life of their own left us alone John and Linda live in Omaha Joe is somewhere on the road We lost Davie in the korean War I still don't know what for Don't matter anymore You know that old trees just grwo stronger and old rivers grwo wilder everyday But old people they just grow lonesome Waiting for someone to say hello in there Hello Me and my husband we don't talk much anymore He sits and stares through the backdoor screen And all the news just repeats itself Like some gorgotten dream that we've both seen Someday I'll go and call up Judy We worked together at the factory Ah, but what would I say When she asks what's new Say "Nothing what 's with you?" Nothing much to do You know that old trees just grow stronger And old rivers grow wilder everyday But old people they just grow lonesome Waiting for someone to say hello in there Hello So if you're walking down the street sometime And you should spot some hollow ancient eye Don't you pass htem by and stare As if you didn't care say "Hello in there!" Hello |
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from Bette Midler - Sings The Rosemary Clooney Songbook (2003)
Hey there, you with the stars in your eyes,
love never made a fool of you. You used to be too wise. Hey there, you on that high-flying cloud, though he won_t throw a crumb to you, you think some day he_ll come to you. Better forget him, him with his nose in the air. He's got you dancing on a string. Break it and he won_t care. Won_t you take this advice I hand you like a mother? Or are you not seeing things too clear? Are you too much in love to hear? Is it all goin_ in one ear and out the other? And out the other? Hey there, you with the stars in your eyes, Are you talkin' to me? love never made a fool of you. Not until now. You used to be so wise. Oh, that was a long time ago. Hey there, What? you on that high-flyin' cloud, though he won_t throw a crumb to you, you think some day he_s gonna come to you. Woah, better forget him. Forget him. He's got his nose in the air. He's got his nose in the air. He'll have you dancing on a string. A puppet on a string. Break it and he won_t care. He won't care for you. Won't you take this advice I hand you like a mother? Or are you not seein_ things too clear? Are you just too far gone to hear? Is it all goin_ in one ear and out the other? |
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from Bette Midler - Bette Midler (1995)
Mm, your love is lifting me higher
than I ever been lifted before. Ooh, baby, keep it up, sweet baby. Quench my desire, and I'll be at your side forever more. 'Cause your love is liftin' me higher and higher. Your love keeps on liftin' me, oh, higher, higher. Now once I was down-hearted, and disappointment was my closest friend. But then you came, and he soon departed. And you know I never seen, I haven't seen his face again! Your love is liftin' me higher, higher, higher, higher. Your love is liftin' me higher, higher, higher and higher. Your love keeps liftin' me, keeps on liftin' me. Your love keeps liftin' me higher, higher. Your love keeps liftin' me, keeps on liftin' me. Your love keeps liftin' me higher, higher. So glad I finally found you, babe. You're the best for these old arms. With those sweet, sweet lovin' arms around me, I tell you I don't need, I don't need, I-oh-I don't need no disguise, no! Your love is liftin' me, keeps on liftin' me. Your love keeps liftin' me higher, higher. Your love keeps liftin' me, keeps on liftin' me. Your love keeps liftin' me higher, higher. Your love is liftin' me, whoa, higher, higher, higher, higher, higher, higher, higher, higher. Gettin' higher, gettin' higher, gettin' higher, gettin' higher. You lift me, you take me higher and higher. Higher, higher, yeah, higher, higher! Keeps on liftin' me. Keeps on liftin' me. Keeps on liftin' me. Keeps on liftin' me. Higher, high |
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from Bette Midler - The Rose (1995)
It's very good to be home...
It feels real good to be home... And, and, uh, and you're my family... Thank you for coming... I, uh, I didn't mean... I didn't mean to be late... uh... do you forgive me? Well, I... I forgive you, too. What are we waiting for boys? My boys? Stay with me, baby, come on... loud and whip. |
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It's very good to be home...
It feels real good to be home... And, and, uh, and you're my family... Thank you for coming... I, uh, I didn't mean... I didn't mean to be late... uh... do you forgive me? Well, I... I forgive you, too. What are we waiting for boys? My boys? Stay with me, baby, come on... loud and whip. |
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from Bette Midler - Bette Of Roses (1995)
Well I don't believe in superstars,
in fancy food or foreign cars; that Hagen Dazs and motherhood have done my body any good; that Elvis is alive and well; that courtesy has gone to hell; that kindness is in short supply; that little kids should have to die. But I believe in love. I believe in dreamers. I believe in miracles and I believe in you. Well, I don't believe virginity is as common as it used to be; that left is wrong and right is right; that black is black and white is white; that the Beatles could be history, the sixties just a memory; that war will never go away; that Johnny Carson's had his day. But I believe in love. I believe in angels. I believe in Mom and Dad and I believe in you. I know with almost certainty what's going on with you and me is a good thing. I know it's true. I believe in you. Now, I don't believe that heaven waits for only those who congregate. I like to think that God is love. He's down below, He's up above, and He's watching people everywhere. He knows who does and doesn't care. And I'm an ordinary girl trying to make my way in this old world. And I believe in love. Yes, I believe in music. I believe in promises and I believe in you. Well, I know with almost certainty what's going on with you and me is a good thing, a good thing. And I know it's true. I believe in you. You know, darlin', that I believe in love. Yes, I believe in dreamers. I believe in miracles and I believe in you. Woah-ho-ho-oh, baby, I believe. Yes, I believe. I believe in promises and I believe in you. Woah, come on, baby, say you believe in love. Say you believe in dreamin'. Believe in blue, blue skies, 'cause I believe in you . . . |
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from Bette Midler - Bette Of Roses (1995)
Well I don't believe in superstars,
in fancy food or foreign cars; that Hagen Dazs and motherhood have done my body any good; that Elvis is alive and well; that courtesy has gone to hell; that kindness is in short supply; that little kids should have to die. But I believe in love. I believe in dreamers. I believe in miracles and I believe in you. Well, I don't believe virginity is as common as it used to be; that left is wrong and right is right; that black is black and white is white; that the Beatles could be history, the sixties just a memory; that war will never go away; that Johnny Carson's had his day. But I believe in love. I believe in angels. I believe in Mom and Dad and I believe in you. I know with almost certainty what's going on with you and me is a good thing. I know it's true. I believe in you. Now, I don't believe that heaven waits for only those who congregate. I like to think that God is love. He's down below, He's up above, and He's watching people everywhere. He knows who does and doesn't care. And I'm an ordinary girl trying to make my way in this old world. And I believe in love. Yes, I believe in music. I believe in promises and I believe in you. Well, I know with almost certainty what's going on with you and me is a good thing, a good thing. And I know it's true. I believe in you. You know, darlin', that I believe in love. Yes, I believe in dreamers. I believe in miracles and I believe in you. Woah-ho-ho-oh, baby, I believe. Yes, I believe. I believe in promises and I believe in you. Woah, come on, baby, say you believe in love. Say you believe in dreamin'. Believe in blue, blue skies, 'cause I believe in you |
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from Bette Midler - Songs For The New Depression (1995)
And I don't want,
I, I don't want, I don't want the night to end. Oh, daddy, daddy. Oh, daddy, daddy. Wastin' half my life on platforms underground, the other half I'm spending as a desperate clown. My problem now is that you're nowhere to be found. In dark delicious dreams of you I'll drown. Ah-ha-ha-ha-ha-hi. Oh, daddy. Oh, daddy. Ooooooooh. Oh, daddy. Oh, daddy. I don't want the night to end. Oh, baby, baby. Ohhhhh, my sweet baby. Wrapped around your soul is where I want to be. But even in the night, blue music. All my eyes can see: Junkies in the rain, down on their knees. Tell me, what's to become of you and me? Ah-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha. Don't let it be, don't let it be over. No, no, don't let it be, don't let it be. I don't want the night to end. I don't want the night to end. I don't want the night to end. Mmmm, say it again, now. I don't want, don't want the night to end. Don't let it be, don't let it be, don't let it be over. No, no, no, no, no, no, no. I don't want it to be over. Baby, I'm a soul to lend. I'm all, all alone. I don't want the night to end. Oh, mommy, mommy, I am falling. |
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from Bette Midler - Bette Of Roses (1995)
I know these streets and these backyards,
this barn that's falling down. We come to where they're building now and ride our bikes around. You think I'm just a little kid, some troubles on the way. but I knew this place before you did is all I've got to say. I'm only walking through these streets and all around. I'm only walking. I know this town. We come home through these fields at night about a million times. I'd walk the road with my eyes closed and all the paths besdies. And I know the boy who broke this fence, and I know his brother, too. And they's never give me half a chance if I let on to you. I'm only walking through these streets and all around. I'm only walking. I know this town. We dam the streams, we raid the shacks, and hide in boxcars on the tracks. We know these quarries in our sleep and where they're cold and where they're deep. I'll go down to the bowling alley and buy smokes and Dentyne. I find some loose change every day under that Coke machine. You check me out as you drive by like there was some big deal. But I know so much you'll never find from there behind the wheel. I'm only walking through these streets and all around. I'm only walking. I know this town. |
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from Bette Midler - Bette Of Roses (1995)
I know these streets and these backyards,
this barn that's falling down. We come to where they're building now and ride our bikes around. You think I'm just a little kid, some troubles on the way. but I knew this place before you did is all I've got to say. I'm only walking through these streets and all around. I'm only walking. I know this town. We come home through these fields at night about a million times. I'd walk the road with my eyes closed and all the paths besdies. And I know the boy who broke this fence, and I know his brother, too. And they's never give me half a chance if I let on to you. I'm only walking through these streets and all around. I'm only walking. I know this town. I know this town. We dam the streams, we raid the shacks, and hide in boxcars on the tracks. We know these quarries in our sleep and where they're cold and where they're deep. I'll go down to the bowling alley and buy smokes and Dentyne. I find some loose change every day under that Coke machine. You check me out as you drive by like there was some big deal. But I know so much you'll never find from there behind the wheel. I'm only walking through these streets and all around. I'm only walking. I know this town. I know this town. I know this town. I know this town. |
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from Beaches (두 연인) by Bette Midler [ost] (1988)
Bette: Everybody wants to find a love,
somebody, somebody who will always care. But we get locked up in our own worlds, with feelings and secrets we're afraid to share. David: But all I have to do is see you smile, or maybe, just maybe if I brush your hand; something happens I cannot explain, and somehow, oh somehow I can understand. David: I, I think you're gonna find . . . Bette: I'm gonna find you. I'm gonna find you . . . Bette&David: I know you by heart. You're so much a part of me. I know you by heart. David: Can't you see? Bette&David: It's no wonder I can love you the way that I do. I can finish any sentence you start. Woah, I know you, I know you by heart. David: I know every time your gonna call, I pick up the phone before it ever rings. Bette: And when you need some lovin', I'll be there beside you, anticipating everything. David: Oh, it's like I always said . . . Bette: You're the one I want. And all I want is you. David:I'm inside your head. Bette&David: I know you by heart. David: You're so much a part of me. B&D: I know you by heart. Bette: Can't you see? Bette&David:It's no wonder I can love you the way that I do. I can finish any sentence you start. Hey, woah, I know you by heart. David: I know you by heart. Bette&David: So much a part of me. It's no wonder I love you the way that I do. I can finish any sentence you start. I know you, I know you by heart. I know you by heart. So much a part of me. I know you by heart. So much a part of me. I know you by heart. So much a part of me. I know you by heart. Yeah, I know you by heart. You're so much a part of me. So much a part of me. I know you by heart. You're so much a part of me ! |
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from Beaches (두 연인) by Bette Midler [ost] (1988)
Bette: Everybody wants to find a love,
somebody, somebody who will always care. But we get locked up in our own worlds, with feelings and secrets we're afraid to share. David: But all I have to do is see you smile, or maybe, just maybe if I brush your hand; something happens I cannot explain, and somehow, oh somehow I can understand. David: I, I think you're gonna find . . . Bette: I'm gonna find you. I'm gonna find you . . . Bette&David: I know you by heart. You're so much a part of me. I know you by heart. David: Can't you see? Bette&David: It's no wonder I can love you the way that I do. I can finish any sentence you start. Woah, I know you, I know you by heart. David: I know every time your gonna call, I pick up the phone before it ever rings. Bette: And when you need some lovin', I'll be there beside you, anticipating everything. David: Oh, it's like I always said . . . Bette: You're the one I want. And all I want is you. David:I'm inside your head. Bette&David: I know you by heart. David: You're so much a part of me. B&D: I know you by heart. Bette: Can't you see? Bette&David:It's no wonder I can love you the way that I do. I can finish any sentence you start. Hey, woah, I know you by heart. David: I know you by heart. Bette&David: So much a part of me. It's no wonder I love you the way that I do. I can finish any sentence you start. I know you, I know you by heart. I know you by heart. So much a part of me. I know you by heart. So much a part of me. I know you by heart. So much a part of me. I know you by heart. Yeah, I know you by heart. You're so much a part of me. So much a part of me. I know you by heart. You're so much a part of me ! |
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from Bette Midler - Sings The Peggy Lee Songbook (2005)
I love the East. I love the West.
North and South, their both the best. But I only want go there as a guest, 'cause I love being here with you. I love the sea. I love the shore. I love the rocks, and what is more, You and they never be a bore, 'cause I love being here with you. Singing in the shower, Laughing by the hour. Life is such a breezy game. I love all kinds of weather As log as we're together. Oh, I love to hear you say my name. I love good wine, fine cuisine, Candle light. I love the scene. 'Cause, baby, if you know just what I mean, I love being here with you. I like a Dance by Fred Astaire, And Brando's eyes, Yul Brynner's hair. But I think to tell you's only fair, That I love being here with you. And Cary Grant, oh do-dah-day, His utter charm takes me away. But don't get me wrong, how do you say, I love being here with you. Basie's band a-swingin', I like Ella's singing. 'Cause there's something else, you know, They know how to say it, They know how to play it, They wind it up and let it go. I love the thrill of New York shows. I'd love to kiss Durante's nose. But I'll like to say before I close, I love being here with you! |
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from Bette Midler - Broken Blossom (1995)
Bette: "Bartender, I'd like a Manhattan, please."
Tom: Um, stop me if you've heard this one, but I feel as though we've met before. Perhaps I am mistaken. Bette: But it's just that I remind you of someone you used to care about. Oh, but that was long ago. Now tell me, do you really think I'd fall for that old line? I was not born just yesterday. Besides, I never talk to strangers anyway. Tom: Well, hell, I ain't such a bad guy once you get to know me. Just thought there ain't no harm. Bette: Hey-e-yeh, just try minding your own business, bud. Who asked you to annoy me with your sad, sad repartee? Besides, I never talk to strangers anyway. Your life's a dime store novel. This town is full of guys like you. And you're looking for someone to take the place of her. Tom: You must be reading my mail. 'N' you're bitter 'cause he left you. That's why you're drinkin' in this bar. Bette&Tom: Well, only suckers fall in love with perfect strangers. Bette: It always takes one to know one, stranger. Tom: Maybe we're just wiser now. Bette: Yeah, 'n' been around the block so many times Tom:that we don't notice Bette&Tom: that we're all just perfect strangers as long as we ignore that we all begin as strangers just before we find we really aren't strangers anymore. Bette: "Aw, you don't look like such a chump." Tom: "Aw, hey babe." |
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from Bette Midler - Bette Midler (1995)
They say everything can be replaced.
That every distance is not near. So I remember every face of every man who put me here. They say every woman needs protection, then they turn around and tell you every woman's got to fall. I swear I see my own reflection somewhere far beyond this wall. I see my life come shining from the west down to the east. Any day now, any day now, I shall be released. Now yonder stands there in that lonely crowd, a man who swears he is not to blame, no, no. And if you ask him has he ever seen this lonely woman, he'll tell you, "No, no, no." What's more, he does not know my name! But I see my light come shining, shining, shining, shining from the west straight on down to the east. Ah-anyday now, any, any old day now, I am going to, I am going to be released, yeah! They tell ya, tell ya every woman, they tell ya every woman got to have protection, then they turn around and tell ya, "No! We gonna make that-a woman fall!" Oh, god, I swear! I swear I see, I see my, my very own reflection far and away beyond, way, way beyond these four walls! That's right! I see, I see my life, my life, my life is shining, shining, shining, shining, shining, shining, shining from the west straight on down to the east. And any day now, do you hear me? Any day now, I shall be, I am going to be released! Any day now, any day now, any day now, any, any day now, oh, any day now, any day, any day, any day, any day, any day, any day, woah, any day, any day, any old day now, yeah, any day now I am going to, I shall be released! Woah, any day now, I shall see again! Any day now, I shall be free again! Any day now, they'll let me be again! Oh, any day now, any day now, any day now, whoa, help me, any day, any day, any old day now . . . |
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from Bette Midler - Bathhouse Betty (1998)
I gave my heart to you, the one I trusted.
You brought it back to me all battered and busted. So I sold it to the junkman and I will never ever fall in love again. You know, I gave my heart to you. Ya, you swore you'd use it, but like a little boy you battered and you bruised it. So I sold it a-to the junkman and I will never ever fall in love again. Like a melodrama, in a simple manner love played the leading part. We planned a happy ending, oh, but now I am left with a broken heart! I've thrown away my pride, said, "Baby, let's be friends." Tear drops I cannot stop. 쟏h ah! You know it's the ending, 'cause I sold it to the junkman and I will never never fall in love again. Like a melodrama, in a simple manner love played the leading part Oh, we planned a happy ending, oh, but now I am left with a broken heart! I throw away my pride, say, "Hey, let's be friends, dear." Tear drops I cannot stop. Ya know, it is the ending, 'cause i sold it to the junkman and I will never never never never never never never never fall in love never never never fall in love never never never never never never fall in love a-a-a-a-gain. never never never fall in love oh my god! |
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from Beaches (두 연인) by Bette Midler [ost] (1988)
Broken windows and empty hallways,
a pale dead moon in a sky streaked with grey. Human kindness is overflowing, and I think it's gonna rain today. Scarecrows dressed in the latest styles, the frozen smiles to chase love away. Human kindness is overflowing, and I think it's gonna rain today. Lonely, lonely. Tin can at my feet, I think I'll kick it down the street. That's the way to treat a friend. Bright before me the signs implore me: Help the needy and show them the way. Human kindness is overflowing, and I think it's gonna rain today. Lonely, so lonely. Tin can at my feet, I think I'll kick it down the street. That's the way to treat a friend. Bright before me the signs implore me: Help the needy and show them the way. Human kindness is overflowing, and I think it's gonna rain today. |
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from Beaches (두 연인) by Bette Midler [ost] (1988)
Broken windows and empty hallways,
a pale dead moon in a sky streaked with grey. Human kindness is overflowing, and I think it's gonna rain today. Scarecrows dressed in the latest styles, the frozen smiles to chase love away. Human kindness is overflowing, and I think it's gonna rain today. Lonely, lonely. Tin can at my feet, I think I'll kick it down the street. That's the way to treat a friend. Bright before me the signs implore me: Help the needy and show them the way. Human kindness is overflowing, and I think it's gonna rain today. Lonely, so lonely. Tin can at my feet, I think I'll kick it down the street. That's the way to treat a friend. Bright before me the signs implore me: Help the needy and show them the way. Human kindness is overflowing, and I think it's gonna rain today. |
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from Bette Midler - Sings The Peggy Lee Songbook (2005)
Well I can wash out forty four pairs of socks
And have 'em on the line. You know I can starch and iron two dozen shirts 'fore you can count from one to nine. I can slip up a great big dip up of lard From a drippings can. Throw it in the skillet, do my shopping, And be back before it melts in the pan. 'Cause I'm a woman... W-O-M-A-N. Let me tell ya again. I'm a woman... W-O-M-A-N. Well I can rub and scrub 'til this house shines just like a dime. Feed the baby, grease the car, Powder my nose at the same time. You know I can get all dressed up, Go out swinging with the M-A-N, Jump in bed at five, sleep 'til 6, And start all over again. 'Cause I'm a woman... W-O-M-A-N. Let me tell ya again. I'm a woman... W-O-M-A-N. Well now if you come to me sick, You know that I'm gonna make you well. And if you come to me all hexed up, You know I'm gonna break the spell. And if you come to me hungry, You know I'll feed ya full of my grits. And if it's loving you want, I can kiss you and give you the shivering fits. 'Cause I'm a woman... W-O-M-A-N. I'll say it again. I'm a woman... W-O-M-A-N. Well, I got a twenty dollar gold fee That says there's nothing that I can't do. Well, I can make a dress out of feeding sacks, And I can make a man out Of you. 'Cause I'm a woman... W-O-M-A-N. I'll say it again. I'm a woman... W-O-M-A-N. I'm a woman. I'm a woman. I'm a woman. Yeah, I'm a woman. |
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from Bette Midler - Bathhouse Betty (1998)
"That's it, baby! When you got it, flaunt it, flaunt it!"
"This is the Divine Miss M and I'm here to share with you some rare and stimulating insight into my cosmic fabulosity. It's really very simple. I smiply believe with all my heart" I'm beautiful, I'm beautiful, I'm beautiful, dammit! I'm beautiful, I'm beautiful, I'm beautiful, dammit! I'm beautiful, so beautiful, I'm beautiful, dammit! I'm beautiful, I'm beautiful, I'm beautiful, dammit! "Go away, little girl," they used to say. "Hey, you're too fat, baby, you can't play." "Hold on, miss thing, what you trying to do? You know you're too wack to be in our school." Too wack, too smart, too fast, too fine, too loud, too tough, too too divine. I said you don't belong. You don't belong. Too loud, too big, too much to bear, too bold, too brash, too prone to swear. I heard that song for much too long. Ain't this my sun? Ain't this my moon? Ain't this my world to be who I choose? Ain't this my song? Ain't this my movie? Ain't this my world? I know I can do it. I'm not too short, I'm not too tall, I'm not too big, I'm not too small. Ooh, don't lemme start lovin' myself! Ooh, don't lemme start lovin' myself! I'm not too white, I'm not too black, I'm not too this, I'm not too that. Ooh, don't lemme start lovin' myself! Ooh, don't lemme start lovin' myself! I'm beautiful, I'm beautiful, I'm beautiful, dammit! I'm beautiful, I'm beautiful, I'm beautiful, dammit! It's time to call it what it is. Don't play the naming game. Become what you were born to be and be it unashamed. "Go away, little boy," I can hear them say, "Everybody on the block says they think you're gay. Hold on, my friend, do you think we're blind? Take a look at yourself. You're not our kind." Too black, too white, too short, too tall, too big, too green, too red, too small. I said you don't belong. You don't belong. Too black, too white, too short, too tall, too blue, too green, too red, too small. I heard that song for much to long. Ain't this my sun? Ain't this my moon? Ain't this my world to be who I choose? Ain't this my song? Ain't this my movie? Ain't this my world? I know I can do it. People always ask me, "Miss M, how did you get so far on so little?" Shut up! Well, I woke up one morning, flossed my teeth and decided, "Damn, I'm fierce!" You look good! You can be just like me! A goddess? Yeah! Don't just pussy foot around and sit on your assets. Unleash your ferocity upon an unsuspecting world. Rise up and repeat after me: "I'm beautiful!" I'm beautiful, I'm beautiful, I'm beautiful! Can you say that? I'm beautiful, I'm beautiful, I'm beautiful! I don't hear you! I'm beautiful, I'm beautiful, I'm beautiful! Louder! I'm beautiful, I'm beautiful, I'm beautiful! Hey! That's it, baby, when you got it, flaunt it, flaunt it! Aaaaaah! Ain't this my sun? My sun! Ain't this my moon? My moon! Ain't this my world to be who I choose? Ain't this our song? Ain't this our song? Ain't this our movie? Ain't this our movie? Ain't this our world to be who we choose? I'm not too short, I'm not too tall, I'm not too big, I'm not too small. Ooh, don't lemme start lovin' myself! Ooh, don't lemme start lovin' myself! I'm not too white, I'm not too black, I'm not too this, I'm not too that. Ooh, don't lemme start lovin' myself! Ooh, don't lemme start lovin' myself! I'm beautiful, dammit! |
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from Bette Midler - Bathhouse Betty (1998)
"Oh man, do you believe that chick?
She has got no idea what's happening, no idea. I am the one who's plugged in around here. That's why they call me The High Priestess of Cool! Ha ha! See, I'm hip. I'm no square. I'm alert, I'm awake, I'm aware. I am always on the scene. Makin' the rounds, diggin' the sounds. I read People Magazine. 'Cuz I'm hip. Like, dig! I'm in step. When it was hip to be hep, I was hep. I don't blow but I'm a fan. Look at me swing. Ring a ding ding. I even call my girlfriend "man," 'cuz I'm hip. Every Saturday night with my suit buttoned tight and my suedes on I'm gettin' my kicks diggin' arty French flicks with my shades on. I'm too much. I'm a gas. I am anything but middle class. When I hang around the band, poppin' my thumbs, diggin' the drums, sqaures don't seem to understand why I flip. They're not hip like I'm hip. scatting I'm hip! scatting I'm on top of every trend. Look at me go. Vo-dee-o-do. Sammy Davis knew my friend. I'm hip, but not weird. Like, you notice, I don't wear a beard. Beards were in but now they're out. They had they're day. Now they're pass? Just ask me if you're in doubt, 'cuz I'm hip. Now I'm deep into Zen meditation and macrobiotics, and as soon as I can I intend to get into narcotics. 'Cuz I'm cool as a cuke. I'm a cat, I'm a card, I'm a kook, kook, kook. I get so much out of life. Really, I do. Skoo ba dee boo. One more time play "Mack the Knife." Let 'er rip. I may flip, but I'm hip. scatting |
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from Beaches (두 연인) by Bette Midler [ost] (1988)
I'm always a flop at a top-notch affair,
but I've still got my health, so what do I care? My best ring, alas, is a glass solitaire, but I still got my health, so what do I care? By fashion and foppery, I'm never discussed. Attending the opry, my box would be a bust. I never shall have that Park Avenue aire, but I'm in such health, why should I care? The hip that I shake doesn't make people stare, but I got such health, what do I care? The sight of my props never stops a thoroughfare, but I still got my health, so what do I care? Your face is your fortune, so some wise men spoke. My face is my fortune, that's why I'm totally broke. My ship ain't come in, but I grin while I bear, 'cause I got my vitamins: A, B, C, D, E, F, G, H I still have my. Got no diamonds, got no wealth. I got no men, but I got my health. |
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from Beaches (두 연인) by Bette Midler [ost] (1988)
I'm always a flop at a top-notch affair,
but I've still got my health, so what do I care? My best ring, alas, is a glass solitaire, but I still got my health, so what do I care? By fashion and foppery, I'm never discussed. Attending the opry, my box would be a bust. I never shall have that Park Avenue aire, but I'm in such health, why should I care? The hip that I shake doesn't make people stare, but I got such health, what do I care? The sight of my props never stops a thoroughfare, but I still got my health, so what do I care? Your face is your fortune, so some wise men spoke. My face is my fortune, that's why I'm totally broke. My ship ain't come in, but I grin while I bear, 'cause I got my vitamins: A, B, C, D, E, F, G, H I still have my. Got no diamonds, got no wealth. I got no men, but I got my health. |
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from Bette Midler - Experience The Divine (1993)
There are places I remember
all my life, though some have changed. Some forever, not for better. And some have gone, and some remain. All these places have their moments with lovers and friends I still can't recall. Some are dead and some are living. In my life I love them all. But of all these friends and lovers, there is no one compares with you. And these memories lose their meaning when I think of love as something new. Though I know I'll never ever lose affection for people and things that went before, I know I'll often stop and think about them. In my life I love you more. Though I know I'll never ever lose affection for people and things that went before, I know I'll often stop and think of them. But in my life I loved you more. I love you more. I love you more. |
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from Bette Midler - Experience The Divine (1993)
There are places I'll remember
All my life though some have changed Some forever not for better Some have gone and some remain All these places have their moments With lovers and friends I still can recall Some are dead and some are living In my life I've loved them all But of all these friends and lovers There is no one compares with you And these memories lose their meaning When I think of love as something new Though I know I'll never lose affection For people and things that went before I know I'll often stop and think about them In my life I love you more Though I know I'll never lose affection For people and things that went before I know I'll often stop and think about them In my life I love you more In my life I love you more |
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from Bette Midler - Sings The Rosemary Clooney Songbook (2003)
Sue wants a barbeque.
Sam wants to boil a ham. Grace votes for builabaise stew. Jake wants a weenie bake, stake and a layer cake. He'll get a tummy ache, too. We'll rent a tent or teepee. Let the town cryer cry. And if it's RSVP, this is what I'll reply: In the cool, cool, cool of the evenin', tell 'em I'll be there. In the cool, cool, cool of the evenin', better save a chair. When the party's gettin' a glow on, singin' fills the air. In the shank of the night, when the doins' are right, well you can tell 'em I'll be there. "Oui," said the bumblebee, "Let's have jubilee." "When?" said the prairie hen, "Soon?" "Sure," said the dinosaur. "Where?" said the grisly bear. "Under the light of the moon." "How 'bout your brother, jackass?" everyone gaily cried. "You comin' to the fracas?" "Offer respects," he sighed. In the coooool of the evenin', tell 'em I'll be there. In the coooool of the evenin', better save a chair. When the party's gettin' a glow on, singin' fills the air. If I ain't in a clique, and there's something to pick, well you can tell 'em I'll be there. If I can crawl out of bed and slap a hat on my head, well you can tell 'em I'll be there. If there's room for one more, and you need me, why sure, tell 'em, tell 'em I'll be there. |
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from Bette Midler - Bette Midler (1995)
Jumping with my boy, Sid
right here in the city. Don't you know that is was grand? Really grand, so grand. And then you came along, then you came along, boy. And sang your groovy song, sang a song and I asked: Mr. Whatchacallem, whatcha doing tonight? Hope you're in the mood because I'm feeling just right. How's about a corner with a table for two? Where the music's mellow is a gay rendezvous. There's no chance romancing with a blue attitude. You know you got to do some dancing to get in the mood. Mr. Watchacallem, I'm indebted to you. You're here. It goes to show what good influence can do. Never felt so happy or so fully alive. He's a jam a jumpin', it's a powerful jive! Swing-a-roo is giving me a new attitude. My heart is full of rhythm and I'm in the mood. In the mood (oh boy) be mine forever. In the groove (that boy) and leave me never. In the mood (oh joy) give me some kissing. You know it won't be long before you're in the mood! Don't be rude, I love you madly. It's up to you, I'll take you gladly. Love is blind, my vision's hazy. It didn't take me long to say I'm in the mood! Do ba do ba do bop boo da da day. Ba da-n-da da-n do da-n do day. Who's that guy with the beautiful eyes? 'N' look at those lips, I'd try 'em for size. Hey! Swing with me! What a wing it'd be! May I intrude? It's time to dance and I'm in the mood! Oh, hold me darling, let's dance. What a dreamy romance. It's a quarter to three. There's a mess-o-that moon. Let's share it with me. You know, I think it's rude to keep me this way when I'm in the mood. I'm in the mood, in the groove! In the mood, ah, ah, ah! Man-oh-man, wow! Now you really got me lookin'. Oh, and you really got me cookin', oh! My heart went flip, my brain went skip. I said c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon. I'm hot now! I love you madly! Right now! I'll take you gladly! Tight now! I'll be in! And now I'm really in the mood, boy! Rompin'! Stompin'! Smokin'! Why don't we go somewhere and smooch, boy? It's got to be right now! It's gotta be right now! It's got to be right now! I'm only saying that it didn't take me long, didn't take me long, didn't take me long to say I'm in the mood. Your flat foot floozy wants a good boy! |
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from Bette Midler - Bette (2000)
"Gentlemen, gentlemen please! Senors, por favor!"
I once met a man with a sense of adventure. He was dressed to thrill wherever he went. He said, "Let's make love on a mountaintop, under the stars on a big hard rock." I said, "In these shoes? What is this, the Peace Corps?" I said, "Honey, let's do it here." So we're sittin' at a bar in Guadalajara, in walks a guy with a faraway look in his eyes. He says, "I've got a powerful horse outside. Climb on the back, I'll take you for a ride. I know a little place we can get before the break of day." I said, "In these shoes? No way, Jose!" I said, "Honey, let's stay right here." No le gusta caminar. No puede montar a cabailo. ?Como se puede bailar? Es un escandalo! Then I met an Englishman. "Oh," he said, "Are you American? Won't you walk up and down on my spine? It makes me feel strangely alive." I said, "In these shoes? Oh, I doubt you'd survive." I said, "Honey . . . let's do it . . . hehehehe" "Let's stay right here." No le gusta caminar. No puede montar a cabailo. ?Como se puede bailar? Es un escandalo! No le gusta caminar. No puede montar a cabailo. ?Como se puede bailar? Es un escandalo! No le gusta caminar. No puede montar a cabailo. ?Como se puede bailar? Es un escandalo! No le gusta caminar. No puede montar a cabailo. ?Como se puede bailar? |
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from Bette Midler - Bette Of Roses (1995)
For all I've been blessed with in this life,
there was an emptiness in me. I was imprisoned by the power of gold. With one kind touch you sent me free. Let the world stop turning. Let the sun stop burning. Let them tell me love's not worth going through. If it all falls apart, I will know deep in my heart the only dream that mattered had come true: In this life I was loved by you. For every mountain I have climbed, every raging river crossed, you were the treasure that I longed to find. Without your love I would be lost. Let the world stop turning. Let the sun stop burning. Let them tell me love's not worth going through. If it all falls apart, I will know deep in my heart the only dream that mattered had come true: In this life I was loved by you. I know that I won't live forever, but forever I'll be loving you. Let the world stop turning. Let the sun stop burning. Let them tell me love's not worth going through. If it all falls apart, I will know deep in my heart the only dream that mattered had come true: In this life I was loved by you. In this life I was loved by you. |
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from Bette Midler - Bette Of Roses (1995)
For all I've been blessed with in this life,
there was an emptiness in me. I was imprisoned by the power of gold. With one kind touch you sent me free. Let the world stop turning. Let the sun stop burning. Let them tell me love's not worth going through. If it all falls apart, I will know deep in my heart the only dream that mattered had come true: In this life I was loved by you. For every mountain I have climbed, every raging river crossed, you were the treasure that I longed to find. Without your love I would be lost. Let the world stop turning. Let the sun stop burning. Let them tell me love's not worth going through. If it all falls apart, I will know deep in my heart the only dream that mattered had come true: In this life I was loved by you. I know that I won't live forever, but forever I'll be loving you. Let the world stop turning. Let the sun stop burning. Let them tell me love's not worth going through. If it all falls apart, I will know deep in my heart the only dream that mattered had come true: In this life I was loved by you. In this life I was loved by you. |
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from Bette Midler - No Frills (1995)
Don't ask me why
you feel the need to cry. Stop. We don't need your sad, sad eyes. I've been up, I've been down, I've been wandering all around. But it's all right. I found out the hard way. Is it love that makes your world go 'round and 'round? Is it love that brings you to my lost and found? Around, around, around, around, around, around, around, around. Is it you? Is it me? I'm my own worst enemy. Got a start on the road to self-destruction. Oooh, Whoa. Don't stop, but don't go, 'cause I really need to know what it takes just to make th, this world go. Ooooooh. Is it love that makes the world go 'round and 'round? Is it love that brings you to my lost and found? Around, around, around, around, around, around, around, around, around, around. Ohhhhh, is it love that makes your world go 'round and 'round? Is it love that brings you to my lost and found? Around, around, around, around, around, around, around, around, around, around. Is it love that makes the world go 'round and around? Is it love that brings you to my lost and found? Around, around, around, around, around, around, around, around, around, around. Come around, come around, come around, around. Come around, come around, come around, around. Come around, come around, aome around, around . . . |
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from Bette Midler - Sings The Peggy Lee Songbook (2005)
I remember when I was a very little girl, our house caught on fire.
I'll never forget the look on my father's face as he gathered me up in his arms and raced through the burning building out to the pavement. I stood there shivering in my pajamas and watched the whole world go up in flames. And when it was all over I said to myself, 'Is that all there is to a fire?' Is that all there is? Is that all there is? If that's all there is, my friends, Then let's keep dancing. Let's break out the booze And have a ball If that's all there is. "And when I was 12 years old, my father took me to the circus, the greatest show on earth. There were clowns and elephants and dancing bears and a beautiful lady in pink tights flew high above our heads. And as I sat there watching the marvelous spectacle, I had the feeling that something was missing. I don't know what, but when it was over I said to myself, 'Is that all there is to a circus?'" Is that all there is? Is that all there is? If that's all there is, my friends, Then let's keep dancing. Let's break out the booze And have a ball If that's all there is. "Then I fell in love with the most wonderful boy in the world. We would take long walks by the river or just sit for hours gazing into each other's eyes. We were so very much in love. Then one day, he went away. And I thought I'd die, but I didn't. And when I didn't, I said to myself, 'Is that all there is to love?'" Is that all there is? Is that all there is? If that's all there is, my friends, Then let's keep dancing. "I know what you must be saying to yourselves. 'If that's the way she feels about it why doesn't she just end it all?' Oh, no. Not me. I'm in no hurry for that final disappointment. For I know just as well as I'm standing here talking to you, when that final moment comes and I'm breathing my last breath, I'll be saying to myself..." Is that all there is? Is that all there is? If that's all there is, my friends, Then let's keep dancing. Let's break out the booze And have a ball If that's all there is. |
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from Higher Ground (2005)
I remember when I was a very little girl, our house caught on fire.
I'll never forget the look on my father's face as he gathered me up in his arms and raced through the burning building out to the pavement. I stood there shivering in my pajamas and watched the whole world go up in flames. And when it was all over I said to myself, 'Is that all there is to a fire?' Is that all there is? Is that all there is? If that's all there is, my friends, Then let's keep dancing. Let's break out the booze And have a ball If that's all there is. "And when I was 12 years old, my father took me to the circus, the greatest show on earth. There were clowns and elephants and dancing bears and a beautiful lady in pink tights flew high above our heads. And as I sat there watching the marvelous spectacle, I had the feeling that something was missing. I don't know what, but when it was over I said to myself, 'Is that all there is to a circus?'" Is that all there is? Is that all there is? If that's all there is, my friends, Then let's keep dancing. Let's break out the booze And have a ball If that's all there is. "Then I fell in love with the most wonderful boy in the world. We would take long walks by the river or just sit for hours gazing into each other's eyes. We were so very much in love. Then one day, he went away. And I thought I'd die, but I didn't. And when I didn't, I said to myself, 'Is that all there is to love?'" Is that all there is? Is that all there is? If that's all there is, my friends, Then let's keep dancing. "I know what you must be saying to yourselves. 'If that's the way she feels about it why doesn't she just end it all?' Oh, no. Not me. I'm in no hurry for that final disappointment. For I know just as well as I'm standing here talking to you, when that final moment comes and I'm breathing my last breath, I'll be saying to myself..." Is that all there is? Is that all there is? If that's all there is, my friends, Then let's keep dancing. Let's break out the booze And have a ball If that's all there is. |
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from Bette Midler - Bette Of Roses (1995)
If I close my eyes,
take my time, I can almost feel your lips against mine. If I close my eyes, drift away, I can almost see us back there smiling. But it's too late, it's too late. Baby, I can't reach you. It's too late, too late. We've drifted out too far. I don'e konw where love goes or how we might have saved it, I only know it's gone. It's time that we moved on. It's too late. No use going on. No more crying. Stand outside ourselves and watch love dying. 'Cause it's too late, it's too late. Baby, I can't hold you. It's too late, too late. Now time will take it's toll. I don't know where love goes or how we might have saved it. I only know it's gone. It's time that we moved on. It's too late. In my dreams we turn it back around and the love we lost is found, and I hand it all to you. But I know I'm only dreamin'. It's too late. Ahhhhh, it's too late. Should I stay, should I wait, should I stand here by your door? I don't know what for. You don't live here anymore. And it's too late. My little baby. Yeah-ahhh, it's too late. It's too late. |
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from Bette Midler - Bette Of Roses (1995)
If I close my eyes,
take my time, I can almost feel your lips against mine. If I close my eyes, drift away, I can almost see us back there smiling. But it's too late, it's too late. Baby, I can't reach you. It's too late, too late. We've drifted out too far. I don'e konw where love goes or how we might have saved it, I only know it's gone. It's time that we moved on. It's too late. No use going on. No more crying. Stand outside ourselves and watch love dying. 'Cause it's too late, it's too late. Baby, I can't hold you. It's too late, too late. Now time will take it's toll. I don't know where love goes or how we might have saved it. I only know it's gone. It's time that we moved on. It's too late. In my dreams we turn it back around and the love we lost is found, and I hand it all to you. But I know I'm only dreamin'. It's too late. Ahhhhh, it's too late. Should I stay, should I wait, should I stand here by your door? I don't know what for. You don't live here anymore. And it's too late. My little baby. Yeah-ahhh, it's too late. It's too late. |
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