Chestnut roasting on an open fire. Jack Frost snipping at your nose. Yuletide carols being sung by a choir. And folks dressed up like Eskimos. Everybody knows a turkey and some mistletoe will help to make the season bright.
The shadow of your smile. When you are gone. Will color all my dreams. That lights the dawn. . Look into my eyes oh my love and you will see. All the lovely things that you are to me.
The thrill is gone. The thrill is gone away. The thrill is gone baby. The thrill is gone away from me. No you done me wrong baby. You'll be sorry some day.
Yes, I want to write a letter. But I don't know just where to begin. Yes, I want to write a letter, people. But I don't know just where to begin. Well, I tell you, it's a sin, people.
The moment I saw him smile. I knew he was just my style. My only regret is we've never met. Though I dream of him all the while. . But he doesn't know I exist.
The gentleman is a dope,. A man of many faults,. A clumsy Joe. Who wouldn't know. A rumba from a waltz.. . The gentleman is a dope. And not my cup of tea;.
Once I loved such a shattering physician,. Quite the best looking doctor in the state,. He looked after my physical condition. And his bedside manner was great!.
Our romance won't end on a sorrowful note,. Though by tomorrow you're gone;. The song is ended, but as the songwriter wrote,. The melody lingers on.. They may take you from me, I'll miss your fond caress..
You're sittin' there lookin' proud. Thinkin' you're so fine. Tryin' to run around. With every friend of mine. Think you're so smart baby. Think that I'm a fool.
I know she said,. That I don't need her,. cause everytime I call,. she's sitting sweeter,. . I know she said,. to get near her,. but I'm feeling cold,.
Hi everybody. I'm Archie Drell and the Drells from Houston, Texas. We don't. only sing but we dance just as good as we walk. In Houston we just started a.
I know you think you're cool. Lord if they bus your kids to school. I know you think you're cool. Just cause they bus your kids to school. But you ain't got a thing to lose.
This train don't carry no gamblers, this train. This train don't carry no gamblers, this train. This train don't carry no gamblers,. no whiskey drinkers, and no high flyers.
Somewhere, someday. Well be close together, wait and see. Oh by the way,. This time the dreams on me. . You take my hand. And you look at me adoringly.
Frosted window panes, candles gleaming inside. Painted candy canes on the tree. Santa's on his way, he's filled his sleigh. With things, things for you and for me.
In the hustle of the day, we're all inclined to miss. Little things that mean so much. A word, a smile, and a kiss. When a woman loves a man, he's a hero in her eyes.
I'd like to get away, Junior. Somewhere alone with you. It could be oh, so gay, Junior. You need a laugh. Or two. . A certain place I know, Frankie. Where funny people can have fun.
Come to me, my melancholy baby. Cuddle up and don't be blue. All your fears are foolish fancies, maybe. You know, honey, I'm in love with you. . Every cloud must have a silver lining.
I can remember planning. Building my whole world around you. And I can remember hoping. That you and I could make it on through. But something went wrong.
Oh she may be weary. Them young girls they do get wearied. Wearing that same old miniskirt dress. But when she gets weary. You try a little tenderness.