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6. | You're Looking At Me |
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8. | Don't Let It Go to Your Head |
9. | I Know That You Know |
10. | Blame It On My Youth |
11. | When I Grow Too Old to Dream |
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14. | You Can Depend On Me |
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16. | Two Loves Have I |
17. | Candy |
18. | You're Looking At Me (Alternate Take) |
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(J. Greer, R. Klarges)
Just you, just me
Let's find a cozy spot
To cuddle and woo.
Just us, just we
I've missed an awful lot
My trouble is you.
Oh, gee!
What are your charms for?
What are my arms for?
Use your imagination!
Just you, just me
I'll tie a lover's knot
Around wonderful you.
~interlude~
Oh, gee!
What are your charms for?
What are my arms for?
Use your imagination!
Just you, just me
I'll tie a lover's knot
Tie a lover's knot
Tie a lover's knot
Around wonderful you.
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(Mitchell Parish, Cliff Burwell)
Just found joy
I'm as happy as a baby boy, baby boy
With another brand new choo-choo choy
When I met my sweet Lorraine, Lorraine, Lorraine.
A pair of eyes
That are brighter than the summer sky
When you see them, you'll realize
Why I love my sweet Lorraine.
Now when it's rainin',
I don't miss the sun
Because it's in my baby's smile, whoa ho
And to think that I'm the lucky one
That will lead her down the aisle, whoa ho ho
Each night I pray
That no one will steal her heart away
I can't wait until that lucky day
When I marry sweet Lorraine.
Now when it's rainin'
I don't miss the sun
Because it's in my baby's smile, whoa ho
And to think that I'm the lucky one
That will lead her down the aisle, whoa ho ho
Each night I pray
That no one will steal her heart away
I can't wait until that lucky day
When I marry sweet Lorraine.
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(V. Youmans, I. Caesar)
Sometimes I'm happy,
Sometimes I'm blue.
My disposition
Depends on you.
I never mind
The rain from the sky
If I can find
The sun in your eyes.
Sometimes I love you,
Sometimes I hate you.
But when I hate you,
It's 'cause I love you.
That's how I am
So what can I do?
I'm happy when I'm with you.
~interlude~
Sometimes I love you,
Sometimes I hate you.
But when I hate you,
It's 'cause I love you.
That's how I am
So what can I do?
I'm happy when I'm with you.
I'm happy when I'm with you.
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Night and stars above that shine so bright
The myst'ry of their fading light
That shines upon our caravan
Sleep upon my shoulder as we creep
Across the sand so I may keep
The mem'ry of our caravan
This is so exciting
You are so inviting
Resting in my arms
As I thrill to the magic charms
Of you beside me here beneath the blue
My dream of love is coming true
Within our desert caravan!
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It is only a paper moon
Sailing over a cardboard sea
But it wouldn't be make-believe
If you believe in me
It is only a canvas sky
Hanging over a muslin tree
But it wouldn't be make-believe
If you believe in me
Without your love
It's a honky-tonk parade
Without your love
It's a melody played
In a penny arcade
It's a Barnum and Bailey world
Just as phony as it can be
But it wouldn't be make-believe
If you believe in me
Without your love
It's a honky-tonk parade
Without your love
It's a melody played
In a penny arcade
It's a Barnum and Bailey world
Just as phony as it can be
But it wouldn't be make-believe
If you believe in me
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There is a very quiet boy
They call the lonely one
There is sorrow in his face
And sadness in his eyes
And if you look into the heart
Within the lonely one
You'll find it's been deceived
That broken was in lies.
Is it good to have cried?
With the longing to hide
All your heartaches and fears.
Is it wise to be cold, and to
Struggle, to hold back with tears.
If you could only see the boy
They call the lonely one,
You'd know that since you're gone
The lonely one is me.
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If you ever plan to motor west,
Travel my way, take the highway,
that's the best.
Get your kicks on Route 66.
It winds from Chicago to L.A.
More than 2000 miles all the way,
Get your kicks on Route 66.
Now you go through Saint Louie
Joplin, Missouri,
And Oklahoma City looks mighty
pretty, you'll see...
Amarillo...
Gallup, New Mexico,
Flagstaff, Arizona,
Don't forget Winona,
Kingman, Barstow, San Bernadino.
Won't you get hip to this timely tip
When you make that California trip?
Get your kicks on Route 66.
~interlude~
Won't you get hip to this timely tip
When you make that California trip?
Get your kicks on Route 66...
Get your kicks on Route 66...
Get your kicks on Route 66!
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(jay livingston, raymond evans)
You promised me you'd come back,I promised to wait.But I was a little too lonely,And you were a little too late.
Too many long nights alone,Not even a date.So I got a little too lonely,And you were a little too late.
You never did write, you never did call.When I had the blues, you were havin' a ball.You thought that I'd be here to run to,Now I'm gonna do to you what I've been done to.
Too bad about you, my friend,It could've been great.But I was a little too lonely,And now you're a little too late.
~interlude~
You never did write, you never did call.When I had the blues, you were havin' a ball.You thought that I'd be here to run to,Now I'm gonna do to you what I've been done to.
Too bad about you, my friend,It could've been great.But I got a little too lonely,And you were a little too late!
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What is there to say
and what is there to do
The dream I've been seeking
has practically speaking come true
What is there to say
and how will I pull through
I knew in a moment
contentment and wholement, just you
You are so lovable
So livable
Your beauty is just unforgivable
You're made to marvel at
and words to that effect
So what is there to say
and what is there to do
My heart's in a deadlock
I'd even face wedlock with you
You are so lovable
So livable
Your beauty is just unforgivable
You're made to marvel at
and words to that effect
So what is there to say
and what is there to do
my heart's in a deadlock
I'd even face wedlock with you
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You're Looking At Me (Alternate Take) |
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