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Frank Sinatra
Frank Sinatra


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Настоящее имя Francis Albert Sinatra
Дата рождения 12 декабря 1915 г.
Место рождения Hoboken, New Jersey, United States
Дата смерти 14 мая 1998 г.
Место смерти Los Angeles, California, United States
Жанры Traditional pop
Jazz
Big band
Годы 1935—1995
Лейблы Columbia Records
Capitol Records
Reprise Records
См. также Rat Pack
Bing Crosby
Nancy Sinatra
Quincy Jones
Сайт Website



Альбом Frank Sinatra


L.A. Is My Lady (1984)
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The music she moves to, is music that makes me a dancer
I brought her my wildest of dreams, and she came up with the answer
I leave behind a part of myself, whenever I leave her
But oh, when I'm back in her arms
She smiles and then - I am home again

'Cause L.A. is my lady
She's always there for me
L.A. is my lady
She knows how to care for me
No lady's sweeter - you know it the moment you meet her

I've been in love more times, than I care to remember
And love's kept me cool in July and warm in December
It may not have lasted, but each time I thought it was heaven
You name it, I've been there and back
Lookin' for someone who - I'd be faithful to

L.A. is my lady
She's always there for me
L.A. is my lady
She knows how to care for me
She's good to me - yeah she's good to me

And that's why
L.A. is my lady - L.A. is my lady
And you're lookin' at a man who - doesn't ever plan to
Kiss his lady bye-bye

. . .


The best of everything - that's (that is) what I wish you all
The best of everything - a Rembrandt (hanging) on your (the) wall
A yacht that wins you cups, skateboards with style and speed
Show dogs or loving pups, the pride of the pound or the pedigreed
I hope you win that prize - pass that blue ribbon test
I hope your good keeps getting better - 'til your better's best
With every wine you taste, with every song you sing
By now you may have guest, I hope you get the best of everything

. . .


(Lorrie)
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

(Frank)
My funny Valentine
Sweet comic Valentine
You make me smile with my heart
(Lorrie)
And since you know we're always changing
(Frank)
Your looks are laughable
(Lorrie)
How can it be the same
(Frank)
Unphotographable
Yet you're my favourite work of art

(Lorrie)
You're sure your heart will fall apart, each time you hear her name
(Frank)
Is your figure less than Greek
Is your mouth a little weak
When you open it to speak
Are you smart?

(Lorrie)
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
(Frank)
Don't you change one hair for me
Not if you care for me
(Both)
Stay little Valentine, please stay

(Lorrie)
With any luck than I suppose, the music never ends
(Frank)
Each day is Valentine's, Valentine's Day

(Frank)
Winter time
(Lorrie)
Winter time
(Frank)
Summer time
(Lorrie)
Summer time
(Frank)
Evening time
(Lorrie)
Evening time
(Frank)
Or any time
(Both)
I love you

. . .


Writer(s): Cahn/de Paul


Did you say (that) I've got a lot to learn
Well don't think I'm trying not to learn
Since this is the perfect spot to learn
Teach me tonight

Starting with the ABC of it
Getting right down to the XYZ of it
Help me solve the mystery of it
Teach me tonight

The sky's a blackboard high above you
And if a shooting star goes by
I'll use that star to write "I love you"
A thousand times across the sky

One thing isn't very clear my love
Teachers shouldn't stand so near my love
Graduation's almost here my love
You'd better teach me tonight

I've played loves scenes in a flick or two
And I've also met a chick or two
But I still can learn a trick or two
Hey teach me tonight

I who thought I knew the score of it
Kind of think I should know much more of it
Off the wall, the bed, the floor of it
Hey teach me tonight

The midnight hours come slowly creeping
When there's no one there but you
There must be more to life than sleeping
Single in a bed for two

What I need most is post graduate
What I feel is hard to articulate
If you want me to matriculate
You'd better teach me tonight

What do you get for lessons
Teach me - come on and teach me - teach me tonight

. . .


Writer(s): Cole Porter


It's the wrong time, and the wrong place
Though your face is charming, it's the wrong face
It's not her face, but such a charming face
That it's all right with me

It's the wrong song, in the wrong style
Though your smile is lovely, it's the wrong smile
It's not her smile, but such a lovely smile
That it's all right with me

You can't know how happy I am that we met
I'm strangely attracted to you
There's someone I'm trying so hard to forget
Don't you want to forget someone, too?

It's the wrong game, with the wrong chips
Though your lips are tempting, they're the wrong lips
They're not her lips, but they're such tempting lips
That, if some night, you are free
Then it's all right, yes, it's all right with me

. . .


After you've gone and left me crying, after you've gone - there's no denying
You'll feel blue - you're gonna be sad
You've missed the dearest pal that (slickest partner) you ever had
There'll come a time - don't you forget it
(Yeah) There'll come a time - when you're gonna regret it
Some day when you get lonely
Your heart will break like mine - (and) you'll want me only.
After you've gone (split) - after you've gone away (flown the coop)
After we paid - our dues together
You should have stayed - through all that nasty weather
Someday while you're feeling badly
You'll need the only one that loves you so madly
But I'll be gone - yes I'll be gone - to stay
Yeah after I've gone - after I've gone away

. . .


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)

. . .


Writer(s): Cahn/Chaplin/Freeman/Holiner


Don't you know I'd work for you, I'd slave for you
Be a beggar or a knave for you
If that isn't love it will have to do
Until the real thing comes along

Gladly move the earth for you
Prove my love dear, and it's worth for you
If that isn't love it'll have to do
Until the real thing comes along

With all the words dear at my command
I just can't make you understand
I'll always love you baby - come what may
My heart is yours - what more can I say

I would cry for you, even sigh for you
Tear those stars down from the sky for you
If that isn't love it'll have to do
Until the real thing comes along

Walk on burning coals for you
I would drive the Chrysler,leave the Rolls for you
If that ain't love it will have to do
Until the real thing comes along

I would try to hit high "C" for you
I'd even punch out Mr. T for you
If that ain't love it will have to do
Until the real thing comes along

There's not a thing that you can't ask of me
Go on, demand any task of me
If you want the moon or a lavaliere
All you got to do is nibble on my ear

I would rob, steal, beg, borrow, and lie for you
Lay my little body down and die for you
(If that ain't love - if that isn't love)
If that ain't love it will have to do
Until the real thing comes along

. . .


Don't know why
There’s no sun up in the sky
Stormy weather
Since my gal and I
Ain't together
Keeps raining all the time

Life is bare
Gloom and misery everywhere
Stormy weather
Just can't get my poor old self together
I'm weary all the time
The time
So weary all the time

When she went away
The blues walked in and they met
If she stays away that old rocking chair's gonna get me
All I do is pray the Lord above will let me
Walk in the sun once more

Can't go on
Everything I have is gone
Stormy weather
Since my gal and I
Ain't together
Keeps raining all the time
Keeps raining all the time

When she went away
The blues walked in and met me
If he stays away old rocking chair will get me
All I do is pray the Lord above will let me
Walk in the sun once more

Can't go on
Everything I had is gone
Stormy weather
Since my gal and I
Ain't together
Keeps raining all the time
The time
Keeps raining all the time

. . .


Writer(s): Robin/Rainger


If I should lose you
The stars would fall from the sky
If I should lose you
Leaves would wither and die

The birds in May-time - they'd sing a mournful refrain
And I would wander around - hating the sound of rain

With you beside me
The rose would bloom in the snow
With you beside me
No winds of winter would blow

I gave you my love - and I was living a dream
But living would seem - in vain if I
(Hating the rain - if I)
(All is in vain if I)
If I ever lost you

. . .


Hey don't save your kisses - just pass 'em around
You'll find my reason - is logically sound
Who's gonna know that you past them around
A hundred years from today
And why crave a penthouse - that's fit for a queen
You're nearer heaven - on mamma Earth's green
If you had millions - what would they all me
One hundred years from today
So (Hey) laugh and sing - make love the thing
Be happy while you may
('Cause) There's always one - beneath the sun
Who's bound to make you feel that way
The moon is shining - and that's a (very) good sign
Cling to me closer - say (that) you'll be mine
Remember baby we won't see it shine
A hundred years from today, a hundred years from today

. . .


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