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words. Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer. Had a very shiny nose. And if you ever saw it. You would even say it glows. All of the other reindeer. Used to laugh and call him names. They never let poor Rudo
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Do I love you, do I?. Doesn't one and one make two?. Do I love you do I?. Does July need a sky of blue?. Would I miss you, would I. If you ever should go away?. If the sun should desert the day.
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{spoken} thank you. Wed like to do something for you now. We haven't heard a girl sing it. And since it's so popular,. Wed like to try and do it for you. We hope we remember all the words. {}. .
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Your lips were like a red and ruby chalice, warmer than the summer night. The clouds were like an alabaster palace rising to a snowy height. Each star it's own aurora borealis, suddenly you held me
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I am dejected, I am depressed. Yet resurrected and sailing the crest. Why this elation, mixed with deflation?. What explanation, I am in love Such conflicting questions rise. Around in my brain.
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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 cas
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I can't give you anything but love, baby. That's the only thing I've plenty of, baby. Dream a while. Scheme a while. I'm sure you'll find. Happiness, and I guess. all those things you've always
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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 every
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Come on, Incomprehensible wail. Come on and wail, cotton tail. Benny Webster, come on Incomprehensible. Hug and blow for me That's cotton tail
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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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I've got you under my skin. I've got you deep in the heart of me. So deep in my heart that you're really a part of me. I've got you under my skin I'd tried so not to give in. I said to myself this
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You're walkin' along the street or you're at a party. Or else you're alone and then you suddenly dig. You're looking' in someone's eyes, you suddenly realize. That this could be the start of someth
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Yesterdays. Yesterdays. Days I knew as happy sweet. Sequestered days Olden days. Golden days. Days of mad romance and love Then gay youth was mine, truth was mine. Joyous free and flaming life.
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Summertime and the livin is easy. Fish are jumpin and the cotton is high. Oh your daddys rich and your ma is good lookin. So hush little baby, don't you cry. One of these mornings. Youre goin to
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The moon and you appear to be. So near and yet so far from me. And here am I on a night in June. Reaching for the moon and you,. . I wonder if we'll ever meet. My song of love is incomplete. I'
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When the only sound in the empty street. Is the heavy tread of the heavy feet. That belong to a lonesome cop I open shop. . When the moon so long has been gazing down. On the wayward ways of this
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