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What a strange meadow lark,. To be singing oh so sweetly in the park tonight,. All alone meadowlark?. Are you dreaming of the moons that burned so bright,. And of love in flight? Can't you sleep
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What a strange meadow lark,. To be singing oh so sweetly in the park tonight,. All alone meadowlark?. Are you dreaming of the moons that burned so bright,. And of love in flight? Can't you sleep
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Won't you stop and take. A little time out with me. Just take five. Stop your busy day. And take the time out. To see if I'm alive Though I'm going out of my way. Just so I can pass by each day
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, round, round a melody,. Mystery, mirror of history. Taking over all my reveries. Hearing passions in the melodies. Play it up and down so wearily. Stumbling, fumbling, tumbling. Round, round, round
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, round, round a melody,. Mystery, mirror of history. Taking over all my reveries. Hearing passions in the melodies. Play it up and down so wearily. Stumbling, fumbling, tumbling. Round, round, round
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Writers Al Jarreau/Dave Brubeck. Al Jarreau-recording credit Blue Rondo A La Turk (Round, Round, Round) Round, round, round a melody. Round, round, round a harmony. Round, round, round a melody
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Come on along and listen to. The Lullaby of Broadway. The hip hooray and bally hoo. The Lullaby of Broadway The rumble of a subway train. The rattle of a taxi. The daffodils who entertain. At
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Chicago, Chicago,. That toddlin' town. Chicago, Chicago,. I'll show you around. I love it!. Bet your bottom dollar. You lose the blues in. Chicago, Chicago. The folks who visit. All wanna
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Bài hát That Old Black Magic - Tony Bennett, The Dave Brubeck Trio. That old black magic has me in its spell. That old black magic that you weave so well. Those icy fingers up and down my spine
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That old black magic has me in its spell. That old black magic that you weave so well. Those icy fingers up and down my spine. The same old witchcraft when your eyes meet mine The same old tingle
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Song Jimmy The Broom (Album Version) - Merle Haggard, Willie Nelson. Jimmy the Broom had the old shabby room next to mine. Every casino in the whole town of Reno knew Jimmy the Broom was on wine
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What a strange meadow lark,. To be singing oh so sweetly in the park tonight,. All alone meadowlark?. Are you dreaming of the moons that burned so bright,. And of love in flight? Can't you sleep
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What a strange meadow lark,. To be singing oh so sweetly in the park tonight,. All alone meadowlark?. Are you dreaming of the moons that burned so bright,. And of love in flight? Can't you sleep
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Song There Goes My Everything - Elvis Presley, The Imperials Quartet. There goes my only possession. There goes my everything. I hear footsteps slowly walking. As they gently walk across the lonely
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, round, round a melody,. Mystery, mirror of history. Taking over all my reveries. Hearing passions in the melodies. Play it up and down so wearily. Stumbling, fumbling, tumbling. Round, round, round
