It's the last call for love. Time to say fare thee well. Let the taps tell you. All that my heart dare not tell. . With your eyes in the stars of old glory.
Poor you, I'm sorry you're not me. For you will never know what loving you can be. Poor you, you'll never know your charms. You'll never feel your warmth, you're never in your arms.
Have you met dolores? she's queen of the forest. Have you met olivia? her I'd gladly give ya. Have you met the queen, the rulah, tallulah. For that gal tallulah I would fight a duela,.
Poor you. . Poor you, I'm sorry you're not me,. for you will never know what loving you can be.. Poor you, you'll never know your charms,. You'll never feel your warmth,.
When a girl meets boy. Life can be a joy. But the note they end on. Will depend on little pleasures they will share. So let us compare. . I like New York in June, how about you?.
When a girl meets boy. Life can be a joy. But the note they end on. Will depend on. Little pleasures they will share. So let us compare. . I like New York in June, how about you?.
When a girl meets boy. Life can be a joy. But the note they end on. Will depend on. Little pleasures they will share. So let us compare. . I like New York in June, how about you?.
When a girl meets boy. Life can be a joy. But the note they end on. Will depend on. Little pleasures they will share. So let us compare. . I like New York in June, how about you?.
When a girl meets boy. Life can be a joy. But the note they end on. Will depend on. Little pleasures they will share. So let us compare. . I like New York in June, how about you?.
When a girl meets boy. Life can be a joy. But the note they end on. Will depend on. Little pleasures they will share. So let us compare. . I like New York in June, how about you?.
When a girl meets boy. Life can be a joy. But the note they end on. Will depend on. Little pleasures they will share. So let us compare. . I like New York in June, how about you?.
When a girl meets boy. Life can be a joy. But the note they end on. Will depend on. Little pleasures they will share. So let us compare. . I like New York in June, how about you?.
When a girl meets boy. Life can be a joy. But the note they end on. Will depend on. Little pleasures they will share. So let us compare. . I like New York in June, how about you?.
When a girl meets boy. Life can be a joy. But the note they end on. Will depend on. Little pleasures they will share. So let us compare. . I like New York in June, how about you?.
How well do I remember how Jesus brought me through. I walk the floor and pray a night or two. I said, "Lord take and use me, that's all that I can do.