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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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I can't forget the night I met you,
That's all I'm dreaming of.
Now you call it madness,
But I call it love.
You made a promise to be faithful
By all the stars above.
And now you call it madness,
But I call it love.
My heart is beating,
It keeps repeating for you constantly.
You're all I'm needing
And so I'm pleading,
Please come back to me.
You made a plaything out of romance,
What were you thinking of?
Now you call it madness,
But I call it love.
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You made a plaything out of romance,
And what were you thinking of?
For now you call it madness,
But I call it love.
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(Dorothy Fields, Jimmy McHugh)
Don't blame me
For falling in love with you.
I'm under your spell
But how can I help it?
Don't blame me.
Can't you see
When you do the things you do
If I can't conceal
The thrill that I'm feeling,
Don't blame me.
I can't help it
If that doggone moon above
Makes me want
Someone like you to love.
Blame your kiss
As sweet as a kiss can be,
And blame all your charms
That melt in my arms,
But don't blame me.
(Interlude)
Blame your kiss
As sweet as a kiss can be,
And blame all your charms
That melt in my arms,
But don't blame me.
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Blame all your charms
That melt in my arms,
But don't blame me.
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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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I got a gal who's always late
Any time we have a date
But I love her
Yes, I love her
I'm gonna walk right up to her gate
See if I can get it straight
'Cause I want her
I'm gonna ask her
Is you is, is you ain't my baby
The way you acting lately makes me doubt
You still my baby, baby
Seems my flame in your heart's done gone out
A woman is a creature that has always been strange
Just when you're sure of one
You find she's gone and made a change
Now, is you is or is you ain't my baby
Maybe baby's found somebody new
Or is my baby still my baby true
A woman is a creature that has always been strange
Just when you're sure of one
You find she's gone and made a change
Now, is you is or is you ain't my baby
Maybe baby's found somebody new
Or is my baby still my baby true
Now, darling, tell me is you is or is you ain't my baby
Or has my baby found somebody new
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Baby
that's the only thing I've plenty of
Baby
dream a while
scheme a while
we're sure to find happiness
and I guess
all those things you've always pined for.
Gee
I'd like to see you looking swell
Baby
diamond bracelets Woolworth doesn't sell
Baby.
Till that lucky day
you know darned well
Baby.
I can't give you anything but love.
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This will make you laugh,
I staked my dreams on you.
This will make you laugh,
They never did come true.
I took a chance on the one romance,
I vowed it couldn't miss.
But I should have known to never
judge,
A heart borrowed kiss.
This will make you laugh,
I once believed in you.
And for all my love,
You didn't see it through.
Of all the fools, I break the rule.
I love you still you see,
This will make you laugh,
But it's not funny to me.
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(Edward "Duke" Ellington, Bob Russell)
Do nothing till you hear from me,
Pay no attention to what's said.
Why people tear the seams of anyone's dreams
Is over my head.
Do nothing till you hear from me,
At least consider our romance.
If you should take the words of others you've heard,
I haven't a chance.
True, I've been seen with someone new,
But does that mean that I've been untrue?
When we're apart,
The words in my heart
Reveal how I feel about you.
Some kiss may cloud my memories,
And other arms may hold a thrill,
But please, do nothing till you hear it from me--
And you never will.
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Some kiss may cloud my memories,
And other arms may hold a thrill,
But please, do nothing till you hear it from me--
And you never will.
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(Louis Jordan, Timmie Rodgers)
Knock me a kiss, you'll never miss
When I'm ready to go.
But if you can't smile and say yes,
Please don't cry and say no!
Squeeze me a squoze in these fine clothes,
Mmmm...I love you so.
But if you can't smile and say yes,
Please don't cry and say no!
When I ask for a date, the answer is no.
You don't know what you're saying.
Don't you know the war's on,
Everything is rationed,
How 'bout that jive, keep me alive?
Baby, let bygones be bygones,
'Cause men are scarce as nylons.
And if you can't smile and say yes,
Please don't cry and say no!
Baby, let bygones be bygones,
'Cause men are scarce as nylons.
And if you can't smile and say yes,
Please don't cry and say no, no, no, baby
Please don't cry and say no.
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I can't give you anything but love
Baby
that's the only thing I've plenty of
Baby
dream a while
scheme a while
we're sure to find happiness
and I guess
all those things you've always pined for.
Gee
I'd like to see you looking swell
Baby
diamond bracelets Woolworth doesn't sell
Baby.
Till that lucky day
you know darned well
Baby.
I can't give you anything but love.
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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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