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I know you so well
I can tell by the sound of your voice
If you're really in love with me
And you are
You are
You know I can't lie
If I say to you 'baby, I love you'
Then baby, I love you
And I do
I do
I do... could it be that's the
Phrase you thought never would phase you
Well baby, you better hold on tight
'Cause I'm the one who's supposed to
Kneel down and propose, well alright
I might, I might
So, when I kiss you good-night
Just sleep tight with the thought that you'll
Always be caught up in love with me
And you'll dream that the stars up above
Have the answer of whether we'll be
Or whether we won't be
In love...
Well, we are,
We are
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Someday, when I'm awfully low
When the world is cold
I will feel a glow, just thinking of you
And the way you look tonight
Yes, you're lovely
With that smile so warm, and your cheeks so soft
There is nothing for me but to love you
And the way you look tonight
With each word, your tenderness grows
Tearing my fears apart
And that laugh that wrinkles your nose
Touches my foolish heart
(You're) lovely, never never change, keep that breathless charm
Won't you please arrange it?
Because I love you
And the way you look tonight
With each word you tenderness grows
Tearing my fears apart
And that laugh that wrinkles your nose
Touches my foolish heart
(You're) lovely, don't you ever change. Keep that breathless charm.
Won't you please arrange it?
Because I love you
Just the way you look tonight
Oh, oh, just the way you look tonight.
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besame besame mucho
como si fuera esta noche la ultima vez
besame, besame mucho
que tengo miedo perderte,perderte despues.
quiero tenerte muy cerca
mirarme en tus ojos
verte junto a mi
piensa que tal vez manana
yo ya estare lejos, muy lejos de aqui
besame, besame mucho
como si fuera esta noche la ultima vez
besame, besame mucho
que tengo miedo perderte, perderte otra vez
besame, besame mucho,
each time i cling to your kiss, i hear music divine
oh besame, besame mucho, hold me my darling
and say that you'll always be mine
this joy is something new
my arms enfolding you
never knew this thrill before
who ever thought i'd be holding you close to me
whispering it's you i adore
dearest one, if you should leave me
each little dream would take wing and my life would be through
besame, besame mucho
love me forever and make all my dreams come true.
oh love me forever and make all my dreams come true
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Who are you in the other hours
When your hair's undone
And your guard's let down
When you're all alone in your all nightgown
Are you the life of the party then?
Sitting by yourself, again
Where are you in the other hours
Are you in a secret place that calls
When you're by yourself with in your walls
Are you undressed with someplace to go
Off to catch your private show
Why do you greet the morning
Draping your heart in a shroud
Why must your life be a sideshow
Played to an ignorant crowd
How are you, in the other hours
Do you pray for morning to arrive
Do you wonder how you can stay alive
Are you at peace in a troubled mind
Hoping no one else would find
You're only playing dumb
'til the other hours come
[Piano]
Who do you think you're fooling
Turning your face from the light
Clearly you're turning to something
that are revealed by the night
What are you in the other hours
Are you queen of some abandoned song
Thinking how your crown of jewels had shone
You're sitting there with no one to reign
You think no one sees your pain
And no one hears your drum
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In a way, I really don't know much at all
And if you say that I'm simple, you're on the ball
On the ball to say that I'm going nowhere
But I'm going nowhere with love
They all say that I'm not impressive at best
That's O.K., I've got nobody to impress
My impression is they'd rather be elsewhere
Oh, I'm staying nowhere with love
Well, it's better to be happy in a cardboard shack
Than to be alone in a castle
All you get for your money is a heart attack
I'd just as soon alleviate the hassle
Every day, I watch the go-getters go by
Even they say the ladder is much too high
Why should I go high, I'm happy below there
Right here in nowhere with love
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How insensitive
I must have seemed
When she told me that she loved me
How unmoved and cold
I must have seemed
When she told me so sincerely
Why she must have asked
Did I just turn and stare in icy silence
What was I to do?
What can you do
When a love affair is over?
Why she must have asked
Did I just turn and stare in icy silence
What was I to do?
What can you do
When a love affair is over?
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Come by me, come talk to me baby
Tell me how we can combine
Will you be my sunshine forever
Will you be a friend of mine
Try me out and if you get excited
Take me home, I'd love to be invited
Once we're there, I'm sure you'll be delighted
We can rock all night
Wait and see, we might fit together
That would be my lucky day
Come by me, come love with me baby
Maybe we could run away
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My time of day is the dark time
A couple of deals before dawn
When the street belongs to the cop
And the janitor with the mop
And the grocery clerks are all gone.
When the smell of the rainwashed pavement
Comes up clean, and fresh, and cold
And the streetlamp light
Fills the gutter with gold
That's my time of day
My time of day
And you're the only doll I've ever wanted to share it with me.
I've never been in love before
Now all at once it's you
It's you forever more.
I've never been in love before
I thought my heart was safe
I thought I knew the score
But this is wine that's all too strange and strong
I'm full of foolish song
And out my song must pour
So please forgive this helpless haze I'm in
I've really never been
In love before.
But this is wine that's all too strange and strong
I'm full of foolish song
And out my song must pour
So please forgive this helpless haze I'm in
I've really never been
In love before.
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When somebody loves you
It's no good unless he loves you all the way
Happy to be near you
When you need someone to cheer you all the way
[Chorus]
Taller than the tallest tree is
That's how it's got to feel
Deeper than the deep blue sea is
That's how deep it goes if it's real
When somebody needs you
It's no good unless he needs you all the way
Through the good or lean years
And for all the in-between years come what may
Who knows where the road will lead us
Only a fool would say
But if you'll let me love you
It's for sure I'm gonna love you all the way all the way
Deeper than the deep blue sea is
That's how deep it goes if it's real
So, if you'll let me love you
It's for sure I'm gonna love you all the way all the way
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The city don't even matter
I could be anywhere
I don't care
There's a whole lotta hard workin people
That could take my place
And it's easy to leave
When nobody knows your face
Just close your eyes
You can hear me in the harmony
I came up in New Orleans
Fixin what I could find
To peace my mind
I gave what I had to the winners
Just to get along
But it's really hard to sing
When nobody hears your song
Just close your eyes
You can hear me in the harmony
I thought I learned from getting burned
I bought a suit of armor and a silver cane
I found a little man who'd be proud of me
But he had to get up early
And I had to get back to my pain
I guess I'll keep on livin
One day they'll ask for me
I'll be free
And if there's a heaven
I'll be ready for my life to begin
But I wonder if I call
If they're gonna let me in
Open your eyes
You can hear me in the harmony
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Light the way, light the way, light the way
Light the way the people say
We are made the parade for today
Oh Mister Flambo light the way
Do that fine second line to the beat
We are dancing in the street
Make night the day
Mr. Flambo light the way
Now the wheels of the floats are turnin’
Oil in the lamps are burnin’
Nickels and dimes are fallin’ to the ground
The band on the street is a beat down
The cops on the beat put the beat down
Everybody’s moving to the sound
Light the way, light the way, light the way
Been gays café ole
Watch ‘em go jackamo felines lay
Mr. Flambo light the way
Mr. Flambo light the way
“You can’t have a good parade
Without a great drummer
This is what I call a New Orleans sweet beat
You got it Art”
“That’s Art.”
Light the way, light the way, light the way
You can try some of my toufee
Watch ‘em go jackamo felines lay
Mr. Flambo light the way
Now the wheels of the floats are turnin’
Oil in the lamps are burnin’
Nickels and dimes are fallin’ to the ground
The band on the street is a beat down
The cops on the beat put the beat down
Everybody’s moving to the sound
Light the way, light the way, light the way
Been gays café ole
Watch ‘em go jackamo felines lay
Mr. Flambo light the way
Mr. Flambo light the way
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Why you
Goin’ to the bayou
She don’t wanna be by you
If you gonna waste the day
Give her
The Mississisppi River
The Mississisppi River
And the voodoo in the vieux carre
She’ll fret
Walkin’ on the banquette
Walkin’ on the banquette
Is too refined for her
Her feet
Need to meet Canal Street
And only on Canal Street
Can she dance
She’s always been partial
To a great grand marshall
She’ll sing a capella
To dance with the man
With that fine umbrella
She’s bored
Sittin’ in the third ward
Sittin’ in the third ward
Is much too slow
Meet her
In a club on St. Peter
And she’ll be a little sweeter
Just go ahead and treat her
You’ll be so in awe
Take her to the Mardi Gras
Fancy
Dinner plans will make he antsy
Anyone who knows her can see
That’s not her thing
She’ll eat
Okra, turkey necks and pigs feet
Okra, turkey necks and pigs feet
And a spicy chicken wing
You’ll say They say
When you see a lady who’ll say
Come on laissez bon temps rouler
She’s quite a catch
Step right up
You don’t have to put a fight up
All you need to do is light up
You’ve met your match
She’ll be in her garters
When she walks down Chartres
Nothing could elate her
Greater than a plat eof
Alligator down Decatur
Her brand
Of a good time is a brass band
Which is very middle class and
Not there for show
You can see them in the treme
And if she could just see them play
It would be the very best day
That she ever saw
Take her to the Mardi
Take her to the Mardi
Take her to the Mardi
Take her to the Mardi Gras
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Let’s ride down
Or fly down
To New Orleans
That city
So pretty
Historic scenes
And I’ll take you
Parade you
Down Bourbon Street
For you see all the hot spots
Give me all the big shots
Down on Bourbon Street
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Well I'm goin' to New Orleans, I'm gonna see the Mardi Gras
Well I'm goin' to New Orleans, I'm gonna see the Mardi Gras
When I get to New Orleans I wants to know what's carnival for
I've got my ticket in my hand, I'm gonna go to New Orleans
I've got my ticket in my hand, I'm gonna go to New Orleans
When I get to New Orleans, I wanna see the Zulu King
When I see the Zulu King, down on Rampart and Dumaine
When I see the Zulu King, down on Rampart and Dumaine
I'm gonna stay right there until I see the Zulu Queen
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