Foe,. without knowing you're around. when nobody is inside,. these thoughts of you. run through me, persevere. right on into the night.. . I can't see what it means,.
Oh, when the saints. When the saints. go marching in. go marching in. . When the saints go marching in. Oh, yes. I wanna be in that number. Oh, in that number.
People need more time. To stop our love from slowly dying. Ask ourselves if we've tried. To stop before it slides by. Our mother needs more time. Our father was so tired.
I'm feelin you. the first day was cool. I like how you shielded me. from the rain. and walked on the left side. to keep me safe. the second day was even better.
Never know how much I love you. Never know how much I care. When you put your arms around me. I get a fever that's so hard to bear. . You give me fever when you kiss me.
Gee it's all fine and dandy,. Sugar Candy, I've got you!. Then I only see the sunny side,. Even trouble has its funny side!. . When you're gone, Sugar Candy,.
For her first number. Miss Roxie Hart sings a song of love and devotion. Dedicated to her dear husband, Amos. . Sometimes I'm right, sometimes I'm wrong.
Hurt your pride staggered into bed. And fell asleep by your side. Gone all night numbing my brutality. You sleep with your back to mine. Vanity fair, vanity fair.
Listen to me baby, i'm tired of talkin' to myself. You've got a pair of jungle drums on you. Oh and what a nasty mix 42-24-36. When you drop dem bombshells the blood goes right out of my brain.
Flamenco espanol.. La milsica del sol.. Gitano. he. gitano. einfach doll.. Flamenco espanol. en el pais del sol.. Gitano. he. gitano. wundervoll.. . Eviva la cancion..
Hush and let me hold you now,. While the rain is falling hard. Soon we'll find the laughter,. Even though the skies are dark.. . Hear me whisper,. Somewhere peace and hope exist..
For miles. Only. Wind and water. Sweep. Roar. And now try to look. Through the mist. And.... Strain my eyes. To see what. Is behind. A fading memory. Little old.
Want somebody, tell me what? s wrong with me. I want somebody, tell me what? s wrong with me. I ain? t misbehaving that I got so much, oh, misery. . I can hear your name a ringing on down the line.
I want somebody to tell me what's wrong with me. Oh I ain't in any trouble and so much misery. Now Fannie Mae, baby won't you please come home. Fannie Mae ae ae, baby won't you please come home.
A fool there was. And he made his prayer. To light that glare, pucks that getter. And girls to fit her to care. . But this fool that was. Had suddenly found life song.
Bird flying high. You know how I feel. Sun in the sky. You know how I feel. Breeze drifting by. You know how I feel. . It's a new dawn. A new day. A new life.
Nassau's gone funky. Nassau's gone soul. We've got a doggone beat now. We gonna call our very own. . Nassau rock and Nassau roll. Nassau's got a whole lotta soul.
From the bottom. From the bottom. From the bottom. Oh boys, I'm Hollywood bound. . From the bottom. From the bottom. From the bottom. Oh boys, I'm Hollywood bound.