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(tom springfield). . The springfields. . Breakaway, my heart is cryin'. Breakaway, the time is flyin'. So, I'm gonna tell myself don't sit and mourn. Lookin' sad and so forlorn. Tell myself
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(Tom Springfield). . (The Springfields). . I wander the streets. And the gay crowded places. Trying to forget you. But somehow it seems. That my thoughts ever stray. To our last sweet
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(Tom Springfield). . (The Springfields). . I wander the streets. And the gay crowded places. Trying to forget you. But somehow it seems. That my thoughts ever stray. To our last sweet
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(Tom Springfield). . The Springfields. . No sad songs for me. Soon our love will be. Just a memory. It's all over. . I walk around imagining. The way you'll say goodbye. And when you try
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(tom springfield). . The springfields. . Breakaway, my heart is cryin'. Breakaway, the time is flyin'. So, I'm gonna tell myself don't sit and mourn. Lookin' sad and so forlorn. Tell myself
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(Tom Springfield). . The Springfields. . Call the boys and tell them. Say I won't be there. You can tell them. I'm not going anywhere. Yesterday was dreaming. But my dream came tumbling down
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(Tom Springfield). . The Springfields. . Call the boys and tell them. Say I won't be there. You can tell them. I'm not going anywhere. Yesterday was dreaming. But my dream came tumbling down
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(Irish folk song sang by Dusty on her TV show in 1967). . Where Lagan stream sings lullaby. There grows a young man fair. The twilight gleam is in his eye. The night is on his hair. And like a
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Why don't you stop and look me over?. Am I the same girl you used to know?. Why don't you stop and think it over?. Am I the same girl who knew her soul? I'm the one you want and I'm the one you
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Who am I. To say you didn't love me?. When I can't remember. The colour of your eyes. The colour of your eyes I don't know. How I missed loving you. Still I can't remember. The colour of your
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a carnival balloon. Like a carousel thatâ€TMs turning. Running rings around the moon. Like a clock whose hands are sweeping. Past the minutes of it's face. And the world is like an apple. Whirling
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Ooh, baby, ooh, baby. You're the star of my show Used to be a time when I wasn't doin' so good. But that was because I never understood. Just how much in love with me you were. But you paid your
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Simple dreams and crazy schemes. All can't come true. Hear what I'm saying, my love is with you. This fire between us. If only you might give me the night tonight Give me the night, my heart's on
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The days are okay. I watch the T. V. in the afternoon. If I get lonely. The sound of other voices. Other rooms are near to me. I'm not afraid The operator. She tells the time. It's good for a
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(Dennis Lambert / Brian Potter). . Of all the things I've ever done. Finding you will prove to be. The most important one. I would never trade the tears. The conversation no-one hears. The
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Where does our love lie. In the middle of nowhere. Will it soon pass me by. In the middle of nowhere Baby, won't you tell me. What am I to do. I'm in the middle of nowhere. Getting nowhere with
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ever since you went away Now, all the king's horses and all the king's men. You'll never get me back together again. 'Cause I just fall apart each time I look at you. No, all the king's and all the
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Get up in the morning 'bout a quarter to nine. Get home in the evenin', too tired to make time. Give me the lovin', I've been waiting for all day. You're always a little too tired to ever look my
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Here in this town of dirt and greed. Playground where devils play. Here where I had the bad, bad luck to be born. Here I must stay Here I belong, here I will die. Caught in the web of love. I
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The look of love. Is in your eyes. The look your heart. Can't disguise The look of love. Is saying so much more than just words could every say. And what my heart has heard, well it takes my
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(Buddy Kaye / Bea Verdi). . Where does our love lie?. In the middle of nowhere. Will it soon pass me by?. In the middle of nowhere. . Baby, won't you tell me. What am I to do?. I'm in the
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The look of love. Is in your eyes. The look your heart. Can't disguise The look of love. Is saying so much more than just words could every say. And what my heart has heard, well it takes my
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(Traditional - arranged by Dusty Springfield). . Para bailar la bamba. Para bailar la bamba. Se necesita una poco de gracia. Una poco de gracia. Pra mi pra ti. Ay arriba, arriba. Ay arriba
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(Alex Kramer / Joan Whitney). . The Springfields. . Far away places. With strange sounding names. Far away over the sea. . Far away places. With the strange sounding names. Are callin
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(dick reynolds / jack rhodes). . (the springfields). . I don't want your lonely mansion. With a tear in every room. All I wants to love you, promise. Beneath the haloed moon. But you think I
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(J. L. McFarland). . Baby, here I am. A-by the railroad track. Oh, waitin' for my baby. He's a-comin' back. A-comin' back to me. On 503, eah. And it won't be long, no, no. It won't a-be
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that's turning. Running rings around the moon. . Like a clock whose hands are sweeping. Past the minutes of it's face. And the world is like an apple. Whirling silently in space. Like the circles
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Song Heart and Soul - Cilla Black, Dusty Springfield. It was back in 'sixty-three. We were young and we were free. Thought the world was really ours for the taking. We had heart and we had soul. Ooh
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