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words and music by Ella Fitzgerald and Van Alexander. A-tisket a-tasket. A green-and-yellow basket. I bought a basket for my mommie. On the way I dropped it. I dropped it, I dropped it. Yes, on
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words and music by Ella Fitzgerald and Van Alexander. A-tisket a-tasket. A green-and-yellow basket. I bought a basket for my mommie. On the way I dropped it. I dropped it, I dropped it. Yes, on
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words and music by Ella Fitzgerald and Van Alexander. A-tisket a-tasket. A green-and-yellow basket. I bought a basket for my mommie. On the way I dropped it. I dropped it, I dropped it. Yes, on
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Song Good Morning Heartache - Ella Fitzgerald. Good morning heartache. You old gloomy sight. Good morning heartache. Thought we said goodbye last night. I turned and tossed until it seems you have
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Song Miss Otis Regrets (She's Unable to Lunch Today) (Live) - Ella Fitzgerald. Miss otis regrets, she's unable to lunch today, madam,. Miss otis regrets, she's unable to lunch today. She is sorry
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Ev'ry time I see a puppy upon a summer's day. A puppy dog at play, my heart is filled with envy. That's because my heart is yearning to pass the time away. Like that pup 'cause I'm all fed up and
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children than children. . Lovers are very special people. They’re the luckiest people in the world. . With one person, one very special person. A feeling deep in your soul. Says you were half, now
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The evening breeze. Caressed the trees, tenderly. The trembling trees. Embraced the breeze, tenderly Then you and I. Came wandering by. And lost in a sigh. Were we The shore was kissed. By sea
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I Got A Guy. Chick Webb & his Orchestra. v_Ella Fitzgerald (1937). . I got a guy. He don't dress me in sable. He looks nothing like Gable. But he's mine. And I think he's too divine. I got a
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It's a lovely day today. So whatever you've got to do. You've got a lovely day to do it in. That's true And I hope whatever you've got to do. It's somethin' that can be done by two. For I'd
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A fine romance, with no kisses. A fine romance, my friend this is. We should be like a couple of hot tomatoes. But you're as cold as yesterday's mashed potatoes. A fine romance, you won't nestle
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Bài hát Cry Me A River - Ella Fitzgerald. Now you say you're lonely. You cried the long night through. Well, you can cry me a river, cry me a river. I cried a river over you. Now you say you're sorry
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You must take the "A" train. To go to Sugar Hill, way up in Harlem. If you miss the "A" train. You'll find you missed the quickest way to Harlem. . Hurry, get on, now it's coming. Listen to
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understand. That shining at night in Tunisia. They guide you through the desert sand Words fail to tell a tale. Too exotic to be told. Each night's a deeper night. In a world, ages old The cares of the
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I was a stranger in the city. Out of town were the people I knew. I had that feeling of self pity. What to do, what to do, what to do. The outlook was decidedly blue But as I walked through the
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know. Oh, Miss Fitzgerald we will never let you go. Ella, Ella, oh Ella, we will never let you go
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- Unforgettable - Nat King Cole. 05 - 1329 - Dream a Little Dream of Me - Louis Armstrong, Ella Fitzgerald. 06 - 1636 - Beyond the Sea - Bobby Darin . 07 - 1930 - Just a Gigolo - Louis Prima. 08 - 2415 - The Lady
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My romance doesn't have to have a moon in the sky. My romance doesn't need a blue lagoon standing by. No month of May, no twinkling stars. No hideaway, no soft guitars My romance doesn't need a
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We'll have a blue room. A new room for two room. Where every day's a holiday. Because you're married to me Not like a ballroom. A small room, a hall room. Where you can smoke your pipe away
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I'm dreaming of a white Christmas. Just like the ones I used to know. Where the treetops glisten and children listen. To hear sleigh bells in the snow I'm dreaming of a white Christmas. With
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Let's get away from sleigh bells. Let's get away from snow. Let's make a break some Christmas, dear. I know the place to go How'd ya like to spend Christmas on Christmas Island?. How'd ya like to
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Our love is a dream, but in my reverie. I can see that this love was meant for me. Only a poor fool, never schooled in the whirlpool. Of romance could be so cruel as you are to me My dreams are as
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Funny the way that I feel now. Can't keep my feet on the ground. Everything seems unreal now. When you're not around Day dream. Why do you haunt me so?. Deep in a rosy glow. The face of my love
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, flam, flam, flam, hit the yaddle oddle bayou My poor heart, gives a start. Like a jitterbug, just won't stop. Mix your crooning, with my spooning. And let me blow my top, mop! Your love to me I've
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reachin' me, like wow. . I'm all unstrung 'cause man. He's got me feelin' like young. If he were to brush me and go. I'm starting to wear my hair again. Like a square again. . I keep gettin' the
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Another bride, another June. Another sunny honeymoon. Another season, another reason. For makin' whoopee A lot of shoes, a lot of rice. The groom is nervous, he answers twice. It's really killin
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When day is gone and night comes on. Until the dawn what do I do?. I clasp your hand and wander through slumber land. Dream dancing with you We dance between a sky serene. And fields of green
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'ooh'. Like flies caught in molasses. They all get stuck on you Petootie Pie, Petootie Pie. You're such a tasty hunk of pastry, me oh my. Gotta light the oven, gonna cook a dish of lovin'. So kiss
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Blue skies. Smiling at me. Nothing but blue skies. Do I see Bluebirds. Singing a song. Nothing but bluebirds. All day long Never saw the sun shining so bright. Never saw things going so right
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bet ill tell someone else. I never loved and I hope I never will because a loving proposition will get somebody killed Come on lead me pretty baby cause you know I can be led. Squeeze me pretty baby
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take him on in Good morning, blues, blues, how do you do? How do you do?. Good morning, blues, blues, how do you do?. Say, I just come here to have a few words with you
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(scat intro). They call it that jersey bounce. A rhythm that really counts. The temperature always mounts. Wherever they play, the funny rhythm they play It started on journal square. And
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. Could that boy do, something rash. . Oh bobby darin, and louis armstrong. They made a record, oh but they did. And now ella, ella, and her fellas. Were making a wreck, what a wreck. Of mack the
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. Could that boy do, something rash. . Oh bobby darin, and louis armstrong. They made a record, oh but they did. And now ella, ella, and her fellas. Were making a wreck, what a wreck. Of mack the
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rash? Oh Bobby Darin and Louis Armstrong. They made a record, oh but they did. And now Ella, Ella, and her fellas. We're making a wreck, what a wreck of Mack the Knife Oh Snookie Taudry, bah bah bah
