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My Funny Valentine 02:30 |
My funny Valentine
Sweet comic Valentine
You make me smile with my heart
Your looks are laughable
Unphotographable
Yet you're my favourite work of art
Is your figure less than Greek
Is your mouth a little weak
When you open it to speak
Are you smart?
But don't change a hair for me
Not if you care for me
Stay little Valentine stay
Each day is Valentine's day
Is your figure less than Greek
Is your mouth a little weak
When you open it to speak
Are you smart?
But don't you change one hair for me
Not if you care for me
Stay little Valentine stay
Each day is Valentine's day |
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The Girl Next Door 02:35 |
The moment I saw her face,
I knew she was just my style.
My only regret is we've never met for I dream of her all the while,
But she doesn't know I exist,
no matter how I persist.
So it's clear to see there's no hope for me,
Though I live at fifty-one thirty-five Kensngton Avenue,
And she lives at fifty-one thirty three.
How can I ignore the girl next door,
I love her more than I can say.
Doesn't try to please me,
doesn't even tease me,
And she never sees me glance her way.
And I thought I'm heartsore,
the girl next door
Affection for me won't display.
I just adore her so I can't ignore her,
the girl next door. |
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A Foggy Day 02:38 |
A foggy day,
in London town,
it had me low,
and it had me down
I viewed the morning,
with much alarm,
the British Museum,
had lost its charm
How long I wondered,
could this thing last,
but the age of miracles,
it hadn't past
And suddenly,
I saw you standing right there
And in foggy London town,
the sun was shining everywhere |
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Like Someone in Love 03:09 |
Lately, I find myself out gazing at stars,
hearing guitars like someone in love.
Sometimes the things I do astound me,
mostly whenever you're around me.
Lately I seem to walk as though I had wings,
bump into things like someone in love.
Each time I look at you, I'm limp as a glove,
and feeling like someone in love. |
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I Get a Kick Out of You 02:53 |
(My story is much too sad to be told,
But practically everything leaves me totally cold.
The exception I know is the case
When I'm out on a quiet spree,
Fighting vainly the old ennui,
And I suddenly turn and see your fabulous face.)
I get no kick from champagne.
Mere alcohol doesn't thrill me at all.
So tell me why should it be true
That I get a kick out of you?
Some, they may go for cocaine.
I'm sure that if I took even one sniff
It would bore me terrifically, too.
Yet I get a kick out of you.
I get a kick every time I see
You standing there before me.
I get a kick though it's clear to see
You obviously do not adore me.
I get no kick in a plane.
Flying too high with some gal in the sky
Is my idea of nothing to do.
Yet I get a kick - um you give me a boot - I get a kick out of you. |
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Little Girl Blue 02:51 |
When you were very young, the world was younger than you,
As merry as a carousel,
The circus tent was strung with every star in the sky,
Above the ring you loved so well.
Now the young world has grown old, gone are the silver and gold,
Sit there and count your fingers, what can you do,
Old girl, you're through.
Just sit there and count your little fingers, unhappy little girl blue.
Sit there and count the raindrops falling on you,
It's time you knew,
All you can count on are the raindrops that fall on little girl blue.
No use, old girl, you might as well surrender,
Your hopes are getting slender, why won't somebody send a tender
Blue boy to cheer up little girl blue. |
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They Can't Take That Away from Me 01:57 |
There are many many crazy things
That will keep me loving you
And with your permission
May I list a few
The way you wear your hat
The way you sip your tea
The memory of all that
No they can't take that away from me
The way your smile just beams
The way you sing off key
The way you haunt my dreams
No they can't take that away from me
We may never never meet again, on that bumpy road to love
But I'll always, always keep the memory of
The way you hold your knife
The way we danced till three
The way you changed my life
No they can't take that away from me |
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Violets for Your Furs 03:05 |
It was winter in Manhattan, falling snow flakes filled the air,
The streets were covered with a film of ice,
But a little simple magic that I learned about somewhere,
Changed the weather all around, just within a thrice.
I bought you violets for your furs and it was spring for a while, remember?
I bought you violets for your furs and there was April in that December.
The snow drifted down and the flowers, and that is where it lay.
The snow looked like dew and the blossoms as on a summer day.
I bought you violets for your furs and there was blue in the wintry sky,
You pinned my violets to your furs and gave a lift to the crowds passing by,
You smiled at me so sweetly, since then one thought occurs,
That we fell in love completely, the day I bought you violets for your furs. |
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Frank Sinatra
