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I got a guy who's always late
Every time we have a date
But I love him
Yes I love him
I am going to walk right up to his gate
To see if I can get it straight
Cause I want him
Oh yes I'm gonna ask him
Is you is or is you ain't my baby
The way your acting lately makes me doubt
You have always been my baby, baby
Seems the flame in your heart has gone out
Well a fellow is a creature
Who has always been strange
Just when you think you're his
He's gone and made a change
Is you is or is you ain't my baby
Has my baby found somebody new
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Never trust the stars
When you're about to fall in love
Look for hidden signs before you start to sigh
Never trust the moon
When you're about to taste his kiss
He knows all the lines and he knows how to lie
Just wait for a night
When the skies are all bare and then
If you still care
Never trust your dreams
When you're about to fall in love
For you're dreams may quickly fall apart
So if you're smart
Really smart
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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
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Broadway, Broadway
Everybody's happy and gay
Where the night is brighter than day
Up along Broadway
Sweethearts and beaus
Dressed up in their Sunday best cloths
On their way to movies and shows
Up along Broadway
Out of town, I'm low down
When I walk along the main street
Anywhere I don't care
I always find a main street just another plain street
Broadway,
Take a little time out to play
Where the joy of living holds way
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Someday we'll build a home on a hilltop high
You and I, shiny and new
Cottage that two can fill
And we'll be pleased to be called
The folks who live on the hill
Someday we may be adding a wing or two
A thing or two
We will make changes, as any family will
But we will always be called
The folks who live on the hill
Our verandah will command a view of meadows green
The sort of view that seems to want to be seen
And when our kids grow up and leave us
We sit and look at that same old view
Just we two, Darby and Joan
Who used to be Jack and Jill
The folks who like to be called
What they have always been called
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I've got the world on a string
Sitting on a rainbow
Got the string around my finger
What a world what a life
Ooh I am in love
I've got this song that I sing
I can make the rain go
Anytime I move my finger
Lucky me can't you see
I am in love
Life is a beautiful thing
As long as I've got a hold of that string
I'd be a silly so-and-so
If I should ever let go
I got the world on a string
Sitting on a rainbow
Got the string around my finger
Lucky me can't you see
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Treat me sweet and gentle
When you hold me tight
Just squeeze me
But please don't tease me
I get sentimental
When you hold me tight
Come on and squeeze me
But please don't tease me
Missing you since you went away
Sing the blues most everyday
Counting the nights and longing for you
I'm in the mood to let you know
I never knew I loved you so
Please tell me that you love me too
For when I get that feeling
I'm in ecstasy
Come on squeeze me
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Never knew the softness of his tender kiss
Don't know if he's weak or strong
All I know is that he's every dream I dream
All night long
Never heard him say a single word of love
Don't know his fate or his soul
Cause he only speaks to me in dreams I've dreamed
All night long
When I sleep he tells me he's in love with me
And how much he needs me to be near
But at best my dreams is just a fantasy
If I touch his hand he'll disappear
I don't want a love that's just a memory
Fate how could you be so warm
Now I've got to find the man who's haunting me
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