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(Go. . Go. . Go). Oh, let me go. Let me go. Let me go, lover. Let me be. Set me free. >From your spell. You made me weep. Cut me deep. I can't sleep, lover. I was cursed. >From the firs
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{And I don't believe you love me anymore} (anymore). . Lately you've been acting strange to me. Somehow it's not the way it used to be. You're doing things you never dared to do before. . {And I
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I saw mommy kissing Santa Clause,. Underneath the mistletoe last night,. She didn't see me creep,. Down the stairs to have a peep,. She thought that I was tucked up in my bedroom fast asleep. The
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Hula hoop, hula hoop. Anyone can play from three. To a hundred and ten. . From L. A. To New York. From Georgia to Duluth. Everyone is playing with. The hula hoop. . Red ones and green ones.
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Scoobley-doo-bee-doo. Be-doo-be-doo-be-doo-be-doo. Wouldn't anybody care to meet a sweet old-fashioned girl?. Scoobley-dah-doo-bee-dum. Wouldn't anybody care about a sweet old-fashioned pearl?. S
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A fool am I, a fool am I, in love. . A tear fell when I saw you in the arms of someone new. A tear fell when you left me all alone and feeling blue. A tear fell when you told me that your love was
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Silver Dollar. Teresa Brewer. You can take a silver dollar and drop it on the ground. And it'll roll, because it's round. A woman never knows what a good man she's got. Until she turns him down
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Empty Arms. Teresa Brewer. Written by Ivory Joe Hunter. . Charted at # 13 in 1957 and covered writer Hunter's version (My Empty Arms). Which attained only # 43. Country artist Sonny James re
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Come on, get wise, Milord. Her lips tell lies, Milord. The girl that you adore. Has found some other guy. . She just got bored, Milord. Now you're ignored, Milord. Deep down inside, your pride.
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Scoobley-doo-bee-doo. Be-doo-be-doo-be-doo-be-doo. Wouldn't anybody care to meet a sweet old-fashioned girl?. Scoobley-dah-doo-bee-dum. Wouldn't anybody care about a sweet old-fashioned pearl?. S
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TILL I WALTZ AGAIN WITH YOU. Teresa Brewer. . -peak Billboard position # 1 for 7 weeks in 1953. -competing versions charted by Dick Todd (#17), Russ Morgan (#23), and. -The Harmonicats (#26
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On Saturday night. Where I was born. Down on the farm. . Guitar picking. We started singing. Til the break of dawn. . About twelve o'clock. Everything gets hot. Up steps Pa Jones. . We sta
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Heavenly lover. Teresa Brewer. Heavenly lover, heavenly lover. Somebody sent you from heaven. And meant you for no one but me. Heavenly lover, heavenly lover. All of your kisses are telling me
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Jilted. Teresa Brewer. Written by Robert Colby and dick Manning. . Peaked at # 6 in 1954. . Jilted, I've been jilted. You've found a new love and didn't even say "We're through, love". Jilted
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We belong to a mutual. Admiration society. My baby and me. We belong to a mutual. Admiration society. . I think he's handsome. And he's smart. He thinks that. I'm a work of art. I say that h
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