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2. | What Does It Take |
3. | Walkin' |
4. | I'm Hurtin' |
5. | Angel Eyes |
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7. | Can't I? |
8. | Papa Loves Mambo |
9. | Teach Me Tonight |
10. | Blue Moon |
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12. | Don't Try |
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14. | Let's Make More Love |
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16. | The Song Is Ended (But the Melody Lingers On) |
17. | You'll Never Know |
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4. | Just for the Fun of It |
5. | A Cottage for Sale |
6. | I Understand |
7. | When Your Lover Has Gone |
8. | Ebony Rhapsody |
9. | Day In, Day Out |
10. | Too Little, Too Late |
11. | When My Sugar Walks Down the Street |
12. | Cold, Cold Heart |
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14. | Something Makes Me Want to Dance with You |
15. | I'm Gonna Sit Right Down and Write Myself a Letter |
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17. | Warm and Willing |
18. | Bidin' My Time |
19. | Moon Love |
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-Artist: Nat King Cole
-peak Billboard position #8 in 1952
-Words and Music by Roy Turk and Fred Ahlert in 1930
-charted in 1931 by Nick Lucas (#8), Ted Weems (also #8), the Charleston
-Chasers (#15), and Lee Morse (#18).
-also charted in 1952 by Johnnie Ray at # 4
-title song from the 1953 film starring Donald O'Connor, Janet Leigh, Buddy
-Hackett, and Scatman Crothers
Gee, it's great after bein' out late
Walkin' my baby back home
Arm in arm over meadow and farm
Walkin' my baby back home
We go 'long harmonizing a song
Or I'm recitin' a poem
Owls go by and they give me the eye
Walkin' my baby back home
We stop for a while, she gives me a smile
And snuggles her head on my chest
We start in to pet and that's when I get
Her talcum all over my vest
After I kinda straighten my tie
She has to borrow my comb
Once kiss then I continue again
Walkin' my baby back home
She's 'fraid of the dark so I have to park
Outside of her door till it's light
She says if I try to kiss her she'll cry
I dry her tears all through the night
Hand in hand to a barbecue stand
Right from her doorway we roam
Eats and then it's a pleasure again
Walkin' my baby
Talkin' my baby
Lovin' my baby
I don't mean maybe
Walkin' my baby back home
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You went away
I let you
We broke the ties that bind
I wanted to forget you
And leave the past behind
Still, the magic if the night I met you
Seems to stay forever in my mind
The sky was blue
And high above
The moon was new
And so was love
This eager heart of mine was singing
Lover where can you be
You came at last
Love had its day
That day is past
Youve gone away
This aching heart of mine is singing
Lover come back to me
When I remember every little thing
You used to do
Im so lonely
Every road I walk along
I walk along with you
No wonder I am lonely
The sky is blue
The night is cold
The moon is new
But love is old
And while Im waiting here
This heart of mine is singing
Lover come back to me
When I remember every little thing
You used to do
I grow lonely
Every road I walk along
I walk along with you
No wonder I am lonely
The sky is blue
The night is cold
The moon is new
But love is old
And while Im waiting here
This heart of mine is singing
Lover come back to me
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(nathaniel cole, charlotte hawkins)
(with you on my mind,
With you on my mind)
With you on my mind,
How can I do anything?
With you on my mind,
All the time remembering.
Got an achin' heart
Thinkin' how it used to be.
With you on my mind,
When you gave your love to me.
I believed in your love (your love)
Thought I was your true love (true love),
But you found a new love (new love)
Who changed your mind (who changed your mind).
Now that you are gone,
I just seem to spend my time
Feelin' so forlorn,
With you always on my mind.
~interlude~
Now that you are gone,
I just seem to spend my time
Feelin' so forlorn,
With you on my mind.
Feelin' so forlorn,
With you always on my mind.
(with you on my mind)
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When you wantA true loverSend for me...send for meYou'll never wantAny otherSend for me...send for meI promise youI'll be trueSend for me...send for me
Anytime just tell meYour problemsAnd you'll find out, babyI'll solve 'emIf you're late one mornin'Don't hurryIf you've got big troubleDon't worryJust dependOn your friendSend for me...send for me
A-mornin', noon and nightIn the early brightDon't you fret, my pretty petI'm gonna treat you right
Don't you dareRaise a hairI'm gonna shareYour every careAnywhereOh, yeahSend for me...I'll be there
[Instrumental Interlude]
AnythingThat upsets youSend for me...send for meI'll be thereTo protect youWait and see...wait and seeDon't delayRight awaySend for me...send for me
It's gonna beTwiddle-deeeYes sirreeYou and meFaithfullySend for me
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(Lyrics by Bob Russel, Music by Duke Ellington)
This lyrics are like performed by Natalie Cole
Missed the Saturday dance
Heard they crowded the floor
Couldn't bear it without you
Don't get around much anymore
Thought I'd visit the club
Got as far as the door
They'd have asked me about you
Don't get around much anymore
Darling, I guess my mind's more at ease
But nevertheless, why stir up memories
Been invited on dates
Might have gone but what for
Awfully different without you
Don't get around much anymore
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Just for the fun of it
Just to be gay
You made me care for you
Then you went away
I ask you was it fair when I was fancy free?
To make me fall for you then make a fool out of me?
Just for the fun of it
Just for a thrill
You said goodbye to love
But I never will
You may be sorry when we're far apart
Then just for the fun of it you broke my heart
(interlude)
Just for the fun of it
Just for a laugh
You made goodbye to love my heart's epitaph
You may be sorry when we're far apart
Then just for the fun of it you broke my heart
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Who's sorry now?
Who's sorry now?
Whose heart is aching for breaking each vow?
Who's sad and blue?
Who's crying too?
Just like I cried over you?
Right to the end
Just like a friend
I tried to warn you somehow
You had your way,
Now you must pay
I'm glad that you're sorry now.
Right to the end
Just like a friend
I tried to warn you somehow
You had your way,
Now you must pay
I'm glad that you're sorry now
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(Strachey/Marvell/ Link)
A cigarette that bears a lipstick's traces,
An airline ticket to romantic places,
And still my heart has wings...
These foolish things remind me of you.
A tinkling piano in the next apartment,
Those stumbling words that told you what my heart meant,
A fairground's painted swings...
These foolish things remind me of you.
You came, you saw,
You conquered me.
When you did that to me,
I knew somehow this had to be.
The winds of March that made my heart a dancer,
A telephone that rings,
And who's to answer?
Oh, how the ghost of you clings...
These foolish things remind me of you.
The first daffodil and long excited cables,
And candle lights on little corner tables,
And still my heart has wings...
These foolish things remind me of you.
The park at evening when the bell has sounded,
The 'Ile-de-France' with all the gulls around it,
The beauty that is spring's...
These foolish things remind me of you.
How strange, how sweet
To find you still,
These things are dear to me,
They seem to bring you near to me.
The sigh of midnight trains in empty stations,
Silk stockings tossed aside, dance invitations.
Oh, how the ghost of you clings!
These foolish things remind me of you...
These foolish things remind me of you.
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(M. Edwards, B. Green)
Once in a while,
Will you try
To give one little thought to me,
Though someone else may be
Nearer your heart?
Once in a while,
Will you dream
Of the moments
I shared with you,
Moments before we two
Drifted apart?
In love's smoldering ember,
One spark may remain.
If love still can remember,
That spark may burn again.
I know that I'll
Be contented with
Yesterday's memory,
Knowing you think of me
Once in a while.
~interlude~
Once in a while...
In love's smoldering ember,
One spark may remain.
If love still can remember,
The spark may burn again.
I know that I'll
Be contented with
Yesterday's memory,
Knowing you think of me
Once in a while...
Once in a while.
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It was just one of those things, just one of those crazy flings.
One of those bells that now and then rings, just one of those things.
It was just one of those nights, just one of those fabulous flights.
A trip to the moon on gossamer wings, just one of those things.
If we´d thought of it, ´bout the end of it, when we started painting the town,
We´d have been aware that our love affair was too hot not to cool down.
So goodbye, dear, and Amen, here´s hoping we´ll meet now and then.
It was great fun but it was just one of those things.
Just one of those bells that now and then rings, just one of those things.
A trip to the moon on gossamer wings, just one of those things.
If we´d thought of it ´bout the end of it, when we started painting that town.,
We´d have been aware that our love affair was too hot not to cool down.
So goodbye, dear, and Amen, here´s hoping we´ll meet now and then.
It was great fun but it was jus tone of those things.
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-Artist: Nat King Cole-Words and Music by Sammy Cahn, Axel Stordahl, and Paul Weston-from the film "Thrill Of A Romance" starring Esther Williams and Van Johnson-charted in 1945 by Frank Sinatra (#8), Martha Tilton (#10), Tommy Dorsey (#11),-and Jimmy Dorsey (#13).
I should care, I should go around weepingI should care, I should go without sleepingStrangely enough, I sleep well'cept for a dream or twoBut then I count my sheep wellFunny how sheep can lull you to sleep
So I should care, I should let it upset meI should care but it just doesn't get meMaybe I won't find someone as lovely as youBut I should care and I do
I should care but it just doesn't get meMaybe I won't find someone as lovely as youBut I should care and I do
And I do
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-artist: nat king cole
-words by betty comden and adolph green and music by jule styne
-introduced by judy holliday in her last film "bells are ringing" (1956), also starring
-dean martin and jean stapleton -charted by doris day at # 63 in 1957
The party's over
It's time to call it a day
They've burst your pretty balloon
And taken the moon away
It's time to wind up the masquerade
Just make your mind up the piper must be paid
The party's over
The candles flicker and dim
You danced and dreamed through the night
It seemed to be right just being with him
Now you must wake up, all dreams must end
Take off your makeup, the party's over
It's all over, my friend
The party's over
It's time to call it a day
Now you must wake up, all dreams must end
Take off your makeup, the party's over
It's all over, my friend
It's all over, my friend
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there may be trouble ahead,
but while theres moonlight and music and love and romance,
let's face the music and dance.
before the fiddlers have fled,
before they ask us to pay the bill,
and while we still have the chance,
let's face the music and dance.
soon, we'll be without the moon,
humming a different toon,
and then, there may be tear drops to shed.
so while theres moonlight and music and love and romance,
let's face the music and dance.
let's face the music and dance,
(musical break)
soon, we'll be without the moon,
humming a different toon,
and then, there may be tear drops to shed.
so while theres moonlight and music and love and romance,
let's face the music and dance,
let's face the music and dance.
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(cy coleman, carolyn leigh)
So these are the ropes,
The tricks of the trade,
The rules of the road.
You're one of the dopes
For whom they were made,
The rules of the road.
You follow that kiss and recklessly miss
A bend of the road,
Then suddenly this--
The end of the road.
So love is a hoax,
A glittering stream
Of little white lies.
But these are the jokes,
And what if they bring
The tears to your eyes?
Well, love often shows a funny return.
The brighter it glows,
The longer you burn.
And lord only knows
Love has little concern for the fools of the road.
But that's how it goes,
You live and you learn,
The rules of the road.
But that's how it goes,
You live and you learn,
The rules of the road.
And everyone knows that that's how it goes,
The rules of the road.
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