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For once in my life
I have someone who needs me
someone I've needed so long
For once unafraid I can go where life leads me
and somehow know I'll be strong
For once I can touch what my heart used to dream of
long before I knew, someone warm like you
would make my dreams come true
For once in my life I won't let sorrow hurt me
not like it's hurt me before
For once I have something I know won't desert me
and I'm not alone anymore
For once I can say; this is mine you won't take it
Long as I know I have love I can make it
For once my life I have someone who needs me
For once I can say; this is mine you can't take it
Long as I know I got love I can make it
For once in my life I've got someone
Yeah, for once in my life I found someone
For once in my life, I've got someone
who needs me
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Come fly with me let's fly, let's fly away
If you can use some exotic booze there's a bar in far Bombay
Come fly with me let's fly, let's fly away
Come fly with me let's float down to Peru
In llamaland there's a one man band and he'll toot his flute for you
Come fly with me let's take off in the blue
Once I get you up there where the air is rarified
We'll just glide starry eyed
Once I get you up there I'll be holding you so near
You may hear the angels cheer because we're together.
Weather-wise it's such a lovely day
Just say the words and we'll beat those birds down to Acapulco bay
It's perfect for a flying honeymoon they say
So come fly with me let's fly, let's fly away
(instrumental)
Once I get you up there where the air is rarified
We'll just glide starry eyed
Once I get you up there I'll be holding you so near
You may hear all the angels cheer because we're together
Weather-wise it's such a lovely day
You just say those words and we'll beat those birds down to Acapulco bay
It's so perfect for a flying honeymoon they say
Come fly with me let's fly, let's fly
Pack up! let's fly away
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She's a fool and don't I know it?
But a fool can have her charms
I'm in love and don't I show it?
Like a babe in arms
Love's the same old sad sensation
Lately, I've not slept a wink
Since this silly situation
Has me on the blink
I'm wild again, beguiled again
A simpering, whimpering child again
Bewitched, bothered, and bewildered am I
Couldn't sleep, wouldn't sleep
Then love came and told me I shouldn't sleep
Bewitched, bothered, and bewildered am I
Lost my heart, but what of it?
She is cold, I agree
She might laugh, but I love it
Although the laugh's on me
I'll sing to her, bring spring to her
And long for the day when I'll cling to her
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered am I
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Out of the tree of life
I just picked me a plum,
You came along
and everything's startin' to hum.
Still, it's a real good bet,
the best is yet to come.
Best is yet to come, and babe,
won't that be fine?
You think you've seen the sun,
but you ain't seen it shine
a-Wait till the warm-up's underway
Wait till our lips have met
And wait till you see that sunshine day
You ain't seen nothin' yet...
The best is yet to come, and babe,
won't it be fine?
Best is yet to come,
Come the day you're mine
Come the day you're mine
I'm gonna teach you to fly
We've only tasted the wine
We're gonna drain the cup dry
Wait till your charms are right
for these arms to surround
You think you've flown before, but baby,
you ain't left the ground
a-Wait till you're locked in my embrace
Wait till I draw you near
a-Wait till you see that sunshine place
Ain't nothin' like it here...
The best is yet to come, and babe,
won't it be fine?
The best is yet to come,
Come the day you're mine
Come the day you're mine
And you're gonna be mine...
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Pennies in a stream
Falling leaves, a sycamore
Moonlight in Vermont
Icy finger-waves
Ski trails on a mountainside
Snowlight in Vermont
Telegraph cables, they sing down the highway
And travel each bend in the road
People who meet in this romantic setting
Are so hypnotized by the lovely
Ev'ning summer breeze
Warbling of a meadowlark
Moonlight in Vermont
Telegraph cables, how they sing down the highway
And they travel each bend in the road
People who meet in this romantic setting
Are so hypnotized by the lovely
Ev'ning summer breeze
The warbling of a meadowlark
Moonlight in Vermont
Moonlight in Vermont
Moonlight in Vermont
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Fly me to the moon
Let me play among the stars
Let me see what spring is like on
Jupiter and Mars
In other words, hold my hand
In other words, baby, kiss me
Fill my heart with song
And let me sing forever more
You are all I long for
All I worship and adore
In other words, please be true
In other words, I love you
Fill my heart with song
Let me sing forever more
You are all I long for
All I worship and adore
In other words, please be true
In other words
In other words
I love you
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they call you lady luck
but there is room for doubt
at times you have a very unladylike way
of running out
you're on this date with me
the pickin's have been lush
and yet before this evening is over
you might give me the brush
you might forget your manners
you might refuse to stay
and so the best that I can do
is pray
luck be a lady tonight
luck be a lady tonight
luck if you've ever been a lady to begin with
luck be a lady tonight
luck let a gentleman see
how nice a dame you can be
I know the way you've treated other guys you've been with luck be a lady with me
a lady doesn’t leave her escort
it isn’t fair
it isn’t nice
a lady doesn’t wonder all over the room
and blow on some other guys dice
lets keep this party polite
never get out of my sight
stick with me baby im the fellow
you came in with
luck be a lady tonight
luck let a gentleman see
just how nice
how nice a dame you can be I know the way you’ve treated
other guys you’ve been with
yeah luck be a lady with me
a lady doesn’t leave her escort
it isn’t fair
and its not nice
a lady doesn’t wonder all over the room
and blow on some other guys dice
so lets keep the party polite
never get out of my sight
stick with me baby im the guy that
you came in with
luck be a lady
luck be a lady
luck be a lady tonight
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I was a stranger in the city
Out of town were the people I knew
I had that feeling of self pity
What to do? What to do? What to do?
The outlook was decidedly blue
But as I walked through the dreary streets alone
It turned out to be the luckiest day I've known
A foggy day, in London town
Had me low, and it had me down
I viewed the morning, with much alarm
The British Museum, it lost its charm
How long I wondered, could this thing last?
But the age of miracles, it hadn't past
For suddenly, I saw you standing right there
And in foggy London town, the sun was shining everywhere
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It seems we stood and talked like this before
We looked at each other in the same way then
But I can't remember where or when
The clothes you're wearing are the clothes you wore
The smile you are smiling you were smiling then
But I can't remember where or when
Some things that happened for the first time
Seem to be happening again
And so it seems that we have met before
And laughed before, and loved before
But who knows where or when?
Some things that happened for the first time
Seem to be happening again
(I can't remember, my darling, I can't remember when)
And so it seems that we have met before
And laughed before, and loved before
But who knows where or when?
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Embrace me, my sweet embraceable you
Embrace me, my silk and lace-able you
I’m in love with you
I am
And verily so
But you’re much too shy
Unnecessarily so
I love all, the many charms about you
Above all, I want my arms about you
Don't be a naughty baby
Come to papa do
My sweet embraceable you
I love all, the many charms about you
Above all, I want these arms about you
So don't be a naughty baby
Come to papa do
My sweet embraceable you
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Hey, the shark has pretty teeth, dear
And it shows them pearly white
Just a jackknife has Mac Heath, dear
And he keeps it, way out of sight
when that shark bites with his teeth, dear
Scarlet billows they begin to spread
Fancy white gloves, has Mac Heath, dear
So there’s never, never a trace of red
On the sidewalk, one Sunday morning,
Lies a body, oozing' life,
Someone’s sneaking', ‘round that corner
Could that someone perhaps per chance be Mack the Knife?
From the tugboat, on a river going slow
A cement bag’s dropping down
You know, that cement is for the weight, dear
You can make a large bet that bums in town
(Yeah he’s in town)
My man Louie Miller
he split the scene babe,
After drawing' out all the bread from his stash
Now Mac Heath spends like a sailor
Do you suppose this guy he did something rash?
Old’ Satchsmoke, Louie Armstrong, Bobby Daron
They did this song nice, Lady Ella too
They all sang it, with so much feeling
That old blue eyes here ain’t gonna add anything new
(oh yes you do)
But with this big, fat, band jumping behind me
Swinging hard Jack (That’s Jimmy)
I know I cant loose, When I tell you
All about Mack the Knife, babe
It’s an offer you can never refuse
We’ve got Patrick William,
Bill Miller playin’ that piano
And this wonderful, great, big, band
bringin’ up the rear
all these bad cats, in this bad town
they make the greatest sound you ever gonna here
Oh Sukey Tawdry, (Oh Sukey Tawdry)
Jenny Diver, (Jenny Diver)
Polly Peaches (I know her well) Ms Lulu Brown
Yeah, the line forms on the right, dear
Now that Mack he
(Oh Mack he)
Yeah that bum is back
(Oh that bum he’s back)
And I’m gonna tell you
what I think that you should know
(What should I do)
You better lock your door
And call the law
Because Mack he
he’s come back to town
Get under the bed hide
(Look out old Mack is back)
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How do you keep the music playing?
How do you make it last?
How do keep the song from fading
Too fast?
How do you lose yourself to someone
And never lose your way?
How do you not run out of new things
To say?
My funny valentine...
Sweet, comic valentine...
You make me smile with my heart
And since you know we're always changing
..Your looks are laughable, unphotographable
How can it be the same
..Yet your my favorite work of art
You're sure your heart will fall apart
..Is your figure less than Greek?
Each time you hear her name
..Is your mouth a little weak?
..When you open it to speak, are you smart?
If we can be the best of lovers
yet be the best of friends
If we can try with every day
To make it better as it goes
..Don't change a hair for me
..Not if you care for me
Stay little valentine
Please stay
With any luck than I suppose
..Each day is valentine's day.
The music never ends
Winter time
Summer time
Evening time
Or any time
I love you
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Now, this could only happen to a guy like me
And only happen in a town like this
So may I say to each of you, most gratefully
As I throw each one of you a kiss
This is my kind of town
Chicago is my kind of town
Chicago is my kind of people too
People who smile at you and
Each time I roam
Chicago is calling me home
Chicago is why I just grin like a clown
It's my kind of town.
My kind of town,
Chicago is my kind of town,
Chicago is my kind of raz-ma-taz
And it has all that jazz and
Each time I leave,
Chicago is tuggin' my sleeve
Chicago is a Wrigley Building
Chicago is the Union Stockyard
Chicago is one town that won't let you down
It's my kind of town
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What is America to me
A name, a map, or a flag I see
A certain word, democracy
What is America to me
The house I live in
A plot of earth, the street
The grocer and the butcher
Or the people that I meet
The children in the playground
The faces that I see
All races and religions
That's America to me
The place I work in
The worker by my side
The little town the city
Where my people lived and died
The howdy and the handshake
The air a feeling free
And the right to speak your mind out
That's America to me
The things I see about me
The big things and the small
That little corner newsstand
Or the house a mile tall
The wedding and the churchyard
The laughter and the tears
The dream that's been a growing
For more than two hundred years
The town I live in
The street, the house, the room
The pavement of the city
Or a garden all in bloom
The church the school the clubhouse
The millions lights I see
Especially the people
That's America to me
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