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Sing, sing a song
Sing out loud, sing out strong
Sing of good things, not bad
Sing of happy, not sad
Sing, sing a song
Make it simple to last your whole life long
Don't worry that it's not good enough
For anyone else to hear
Just sing, sing a song
la, la, la, la, la
la, la, la, la, la, la
la, la, la, la, la, la, la
Sing, sing a song
Let the world sing along
Sing of love there could be
Sing for you and for me
Sing, sing a song
Make it simple to last your whole life long
Don't worry that it's not good enough
For anyone else to hear
Just sing, sing a song
Just sing, sing a song
Just sing, sing a song
la, la, la, la, la, etc....
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Are we really happy with this lonely game we play?
Looking for the right words to say
Searching, but not finding understanding anyway
We're lost in this masquerade
Both afraid to say we're just too far away
From being close together from the start
We tried to talk it over but the words got in the way
We're lost inside this lonely game we play
Thoughts of leaving disappear each time I see your eyes
And no matter how hard I try
To understand the reason why we carry on this way
We're lost in this masquerade
We tried to talk it over but the words got in the way
We're lost inside this lonely game we play
Thoughts of leaving disappear each time I see your eyes
And no matter how hard I try
To understand the reason why we carry on this way
We're lost in a masquerade
We're lost in a masquerade
And we're lost in a masquerade
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Jambalaya
Jambalaya
Good-bye Joe, he gotta go, me oh my oh
He gotta go pole the pirogue down the bayou
His Yvonne the sweetest one, me oh my oh
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou
Thiboudaux, Fontaineaux the place is buzzin'
All kinfolk come to see Yvonne by the dozen
Dress in style they go hog wild, me oh my oh
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou
(*) Jambalaya, crawfish pie and filé gumbo
For tonight, I'm a-gonna see my-my cher a mi-o
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-o
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou
Settle down far from town get him a pirogue
And he'll catch all the fish in the bayou
Swap his mon to buy Yvonne what she need-o
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou
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Here I am just sitting around
With an old piano in a vacant room
And the same old feelings come again
So uncertain, hurting, scared
I though I grew but here I am again
I should have seen the train be passing through
I thought I knew
And I can't make music
No, I can't make rhyme
No, I can't do anything
To take me away this time
I know it's an old cliché to say I feel I'm going to die
And I hear it's going out to cry
So I'm going to say some kind words to you
I'd like to wish you luck and hope
That life will be with someone else
Just like I thought it would be with me
But I can't see
And I can't make music
No, I can't make rhyme
No, I can't do anything
To take me away this time
I can't make music
And I can't make rhyme
No, I can't do anything
To take me away this time
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When I was young
I'd listen to the radio
Waiting for my favorite songs
When they played I'd sing along
It made me smile
Those were such happy times
And not so long ago
How I wondered where they'd gone
But they're back again
Just like a long lost friend
All the songs I loved so well
(*) Every Sha-la-la-la
Every Wo-wo-wo
Still shines
Every shing-a-ling-a-ling
That they started to sing
So fine
When they get to the part
Where he's breakin' her heart
It can really make me cry
Just like before
It's yesterday once more
Looking back on how it was
In years gone by
And the good times that I had
Makes today seem rather sad
So much has changed
It was songs of love that
I would sing to then
And I'd memorize each word
Those old melodies
Still sound so good to me
As they melt the years away
Repeat (*)
All my best memories
Come back clearly to me
Some can even make me cry
Just like before
It's yesterday once more
Repeat (*)
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Well, she got her daddy's car
And she cruised through the hamburger stand now
Seems she forgot all about the library
Like she told her old man now
And with the radio blasting goes cruising
Just as fast as she can now
And she'll have fun, fun, fun
Till her daddy takes the T-bird away
Fun, fun, fun
Till her daddy takes the T-bird away
Well, you knew all along that your dad
Was getting wise to you now
(Shouldn't have lied now, shouldn't have lied)
And since he took your set of keys you've been
Thinking that your fun is all through now
(Shouldn't have lied now, shouldn't have lied)
But you can come along with me 'cause we
Got a lot of things to do now
And we'll have fun, fun, fun
Now that daddy took the T-bird away
Fun, fun, fun
Now that daddy took the T-bird away
Fun, fun
Now that daddy took the T-bird away
Fun, fun
Now that daddy took the T-bird away
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Why does the sun go on shining?
Why does the sea rush to shore?
Don't they know it's the end of the world?
'Cause you don't love me any more
Why do the birds go on singing?
Why do the stars glow above?
Don't they know it's the end of the world?
It ended when I lost your love
I wake up in the morning and I wonder
Why everything is the same as it was
I can't understand, no, I can't understand
How life goes on the way it does
Why does my heart go on beating?
Why do these eyes of mine cry?
Don't they know it's the end of the world?
It ended when you said goodbye
Don't they know it's the end of the world?
It ended when you said goodbye
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Da Doo Ron Ron
ALBUM · Now Then (1973)
I met him on a monday and my heart stood still
Da doo ron ron ron
Da doo ron ron
Somebody told me that his name was bill
Da doo ron ron ron
Da doo ron ron
Yeah, my heart stood still
Yeah, his name was bill
And when he walked me home
Da doo ron ron ron
Da doo ron ron
Yeah, he looked so fine
Yeah, I’ll make him mine
And when he walked me home
Da doo ron ron ron
Da doo ron ron
Yeah da doo ron ron
Da doo ron ron ron
Da doo ron ron
Yeah da doo ron ron
Da doo ron ron ron
Da doo ron ron
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The street was deserted late Friday night
We were bugging each other while we sat out the light
We both popped the clutch when the light turned green
You should have heard the whine from my screaming machine
I flew past La Bream down to Crescent Heights
And all the Jag could see were my six taillights
He passed me at Doheny and I started to swerve
But I pulled it out and there we were, at Deadman's curve
Deadman's Curve is no place to play
Deadman's Curve
Well, the last thing I remember, Doc., I started to swerve
And then I saw the Jag slide into the curve
I know I'll never forget that horrible sight
I found out for myself that everyone was right:
Won't come back from Deadman's Curve
Deadman's Curve is no place to play
Deadman's Curve, you best keep away
Deadman's Curve, I can hear them say
You won't come back from Deadman's Curve
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Johnny Angel, Johnny Angel
Johnny Angel, Johnny Angel
You're an angel to me
Johnny Angel, how I love him
How I tingle when he passes by
Every time he says hello
My heart begins to fly
Johnny Angel, how I want him
He's got something that I can't resist
But he doesn't even know that I exist
I'm in heaven
I get carried away
I dream of him and me
And how it's going to be
Other fellows
Call me up for a date
But I just sit and wait
I'd rather concentrate
On Johnny Angel 'cause I love him
And I pray that some day he'll love me
And together we will see
How lovely heaven will be
And together we will see
How lovely heaven will be
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They say that you're a run around lover
Though you say it isn't so
But if you put me down for another
I'll know, believe me, I'll know
'Cause the night has a thousand eyes
And a thousand eyes can't help but see
If you aren't true to me
So remember when you tell those little white lies
That the night has a thousand eyes
One of these days you're going to be sorry
'Cause your game I'm going to play
And you'll find out without really trying
Each time that my kisses stray
That the night has a thousand eyes
And a thousand eyes will see me through
And no matter what I do
I could never disguise all those little white lies
'Cause the night has a thousand eyes
So remember when you tell those little white lies
That the night has a thousand eyes
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Our day will come
And we'll have everything
We'll share the joy
Falling in love can bring
No one can tell me
That I'm too young to know
I love you so
And you love me
Our day will come
If we just wait a while
No tears for us
Think love and wear a smile
Our dreams have magic
Because we'll always stay
In love this way
Our day will come
Our day will come
Our day will come
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One fine day, you'll look at me
And then you'll know our love was meant to be
One fine day, you're going to want me for your girl
Those arms I long for will open wide
And you'll be proud to have me right by your side
One fine day, you're going to want me for your girl
One fine day, you're going to want me for your girl
One fine day, you're going to want me for your girl
One fine day, you're going to want me for your girl
One fine day, you're going to want me for your girl
One fine day, you're going to want me for your girl
One fine day, you're going to want me for your girl
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When I was young I'd listen to the radio, so fine, so fine
When I was young I'd listen to the radio, so fine, so fine
When I was young I'd listen to the radio, so fine, so fine
When I was young I'd listen to the radio, so fine, so fine
When I was young I'd listen to the radio, so fine, so fine
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