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Whenever skies look grey to me. And trouble begins to brew. Whenever the winter winds. Become too strong. I concentrate on you When fortune cries nay, nay to me. And people declare "you're throug
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When the only sound in the empty street. Is the heavy tread of the heavy feet. That belongs to a lonesome cop. I open shop When the moon so long has been gazing down. On the wayward ways of this w
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Life's great, life's grand. Future, all planned. No more clouds in the sky. How'm I ridin', I'm ridin' high Someone, I love. Mad for, my love. So long, Jonah, goodbye. How'm I ridin', I'm ridin'
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I've wined and dined on Mulligan Stew. And never wished for Turkey. As I hitched and hiked and grifted too. From Maine to Albuquerque Alas, I missed the Beaux Arts Ball. And what is twice as sad.
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Blue moon you saw me standing alone. Without a dream in my heart. Without a love of my own. Blue moon, you knew just what I was there for. You heard me saying a prayer for. Someone I really could
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You do something to me. Something that simply mystifies me. Tell me, why should it be. You have the power to hypnotize me? Let me live 'neath your spell. Do, do that voodoo that you do so well. F
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Thou swell, thou witty. Thou sweet, thou grand. Wouldst kiss me pretty. Wouldst hold my hand. . Both thine eyes are cute too. What they do to me?. Hear me holler I choose. A sweet lollapaloosa
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I'd like to get away, Junior. Somewhere alone with you. It could be oh so gay, Junior. You need a laugh or two A certain place I know, Frankie. Where funny people can have fun. That's where we tw
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You don't know that I felt good. When we up and parted. You don't know I knocked on wood. Gladly broken-hearted. . Worrying is through, I sleep all night. Appetite and health restored. You don'
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Lifes great, lifes grand. Future, all planned. No more, clouds in the sky. Howm I ridin? I'm ridin high. . Someone, I love. Mad for, my love. So long, jonah, goodbye. Howm I ridin? I'm ridin h
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Lover, when I'm near you. And I hear you speak my name. Softly in my ear. You breathe a flame. . Lover, when we're dancing. Keep on glancing in my eyes. Till love's own entrancing. Music dies.
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Summer journeys to Niagara. and to other places aggra-. vate all our cares. We'll save our fares!. . I've a cozy little flat in. what is known as old Manhattan. we'll settle down. right here i
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On the first of may, it is moving day,. Spring is here, so blow your job,. Throw your job away!. . Now's the time to trust,. To your wanderlust,. In the city's dust you wait, must you wait. Jus
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Strange dear but true dear. When I'm close to you, dear. The stars fill the sky. So in love with you am I. . Even without you. My arms fold about you. You know darling why. So in love with you
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Isn't it romantic?. Music in the night, a dream that can be heard. Isn't it romantic?. Moving shadows write the oldest magic word. I hear the breezes playing in the trees above. While all the wor
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When they begin the beguine. It brings back the sound of music so tender,. It brings back a night of tropical splendor,. It brings back a memory ever green. I'm with you once more under the stars,
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What is this thing called love?. This funny thing called love?. Just who can solve its mystery?. Why should it make a fool of me?. . I saw you there one wonderful day. You took my heart and thre
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I don't care if there's powder on my nose. I don't care if my hairdo is in place. I've lost the very meaning of repose. I never put a mudpack on my face. . Oh who'd have thought that I'd walk in
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A B C D E F G. I never learned to spell. At least not well. . 1 2 3 4 5 6 7. I never learned to count. A great amount. . But my busy mind is burning to use. What learning I've got. I won't w
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It seems we stood and talked like this, before. We looked at each other in the same way then. But I can't remember where or when. . The clothes you're wearing are the clothes, you wore. The smile
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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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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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