Ain't no sunshine when she's gone. It's not warm when she's away. Ain't no sunshine when she's gone. And she's always gone too long. . Anytime she goes away.
Gotta find me an angel. To fly away with me. Gotta find me an angel. Who set me free. 'Cause my heart is without a home. I don't wanna be alone. Gotta find me an angel.
Maybe I can't live to love you as long as I want to.. Life isn't long enough baby, but I can love you as long as I live.. . Maybe I can't give you diamonds and things like I want to,.
Is it an earthquake or simply a shock?. Is it the good turtle soup or merely the mock?. Is it a cocktail, this feeling of joy?. Or is what i feel the real McCoy?.
Hey drink up all you people. Order anything you see. And have fun, you happy people. The drink and the laughs on me. . I try to think that love's not around.
I never knew the charm of spring. I never met it face to face. I never new my heart could sing. I never missed a warm embrace. . Till April in Paris, chestnuts in blossom.
Well, alright, okay, you win. I'm in love with you. Well, alright, okay, you win. Baby, what can I do?. I'll do anything you say. It's just got to be that way.
When she wakes up this morning and turns to kiss me. She'll find I let her sleep cause we talked so late last night. She'll know I kissed her face gently till my returning.
You took my kisses and all my love. You taught me how to care. Am I to be just remnant of a one side love affair. . All you took. I gladly gave. There is nothing left for me to save.
No one to talk with. All by myself. No one to walk with. But I'm happy on the shelf. Ain't misbehavin'. I'm savin' my love for you. . I know for certain.
You are the promised kiss of springtime. That makes the lonely winter seem long. You are the breathless hush of evening. That trembles on the brink of a lovely song.
The day is my enemy, the night my friend,. For I'm always so alone till the day draws to an end,. But when the sun goes down and the moon comes through,.
Coro de cor sombra de som de cor de mal me quer. De mal me quer de bem de bem me diz. De me dizendo assim serei feliz. Serei feliz de flor de flor em flor.
Chicken, nice fried chicken. Barbecue chicken, won't you send it down the line?. . Say, everyone's talking 'bout chicken. Chicken's a popular word. But anywhere you go, you're bound to find.
Do you come on like Shorty, George and me?. Just spill some jive, we'll dig you out, you see.. Well, all reet. . Are you ready? (yes, we're ready, Joe).
Robins in the tree top high. Soon will sing a lullaby. Angeline, Angeline. . Bashful little whippoorwills. Can't you hear them say, "I will". Angeline, Angeline.
(Greer-Robinson). Transcribed from Cab Calloway and His Orchestra, recorded October 21, 1931.. From Cab Calloway and His Orchestra 1931-1932; The Chronogical Classics 526.
Chicken, nice fried chicken. Barbecue chicken, won't you send it down the line?. . Say, everyone's talking 'bout chicken. Chicken's a popular word. But anywhere you go, you're bound to find.
Aw, you dog, you dirty dog. You better stop your sniffing around like that. I know just what you're driving at. . Aw, you dog, you dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty dog.