Love is funny or it's sad Or it's quiet or it's mad It's a good thing or it's sad But beautiful Beautiful to take a chance And if you fall, you fall
Living for you is easy living It's easy to live when you're in love And I'm so in love There is nothing in life but you I never regret the years that
I'm not much to look at, nothin' to see Just glad I'm livin' and lucky to be I got a man, crazy for me He's funny that way I can't save a dollar, ain
But that's why birds do it, bees do it Even educated fleas do it Let's do it, let's fall in love In Spain the best upper sets do it Lithuanians and let
girl blue No use, oh girl You may as well surrender Your hope is getting slender Why won't somebody send a tender blue boy To cheer little girl blue
It's caused me a lot But there's one thing that I got It's my man Cold and wet, tied you bet All of that I'll soon forget With my man He's not much for
I might have known a lot of things Been smiled upon by kings and queens Had you been around Perhaps had you been by my side My dreams might not have
In my solitude, you haunt me With reveries of days gone by In my solitude, you taunt me With memories that never die I sit in my chair filled with despair
There ain't nothin' I can do Or nothing I can say That folks don't criticize me But I'm gonna do what I want to anyway And I don't care just what people
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You've changed That sparkle in your eyes is gone Your smile is just a careless yawn You're breaking my heart You've changed You've changed Your kiss
(b. holiday/a. herzog, jr.) Them that's God shall get Them that's not shall lose So the Bible says And it still is news Momma may have Poppa may have
into Them there eyes 'Cause you have a certain Little cute way of flirtin' with Them there eyes They make me feel so happy They make me feel so blue
must you be mean to me Gee, honey it seems to me You love to see me crying I don't know why I stay home Each night when you left all alone Singing the blues
Southern trees bear a strange fruit Blood on the leaves and blood at the roots Black bodies swingin' in the southern breeze Strange fruit hangin' from
Ooh, I'll remember those old love letters Plagued with memories, I can't forget us Trying to fight it, trying to hide it Rekindled flames are not recommended
Dirty looks dirty dirty looks. When you look into my eyes tell me whot you see You're the obiect of my desire my secret fantasy. I see the fire feel
(bill wray/diana ross/mark cawley) Bloodpressure's rising Can't catch my breath Everytime I hear footsteps coming nearer These strange vibrations I can
