1. |
All I Really Saw
02:47
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Paris is no trifle
And I tried to get an eyeful
Did some roamin’ while in Rome and on the Rhine
What we did in Spain
I really can’t explain
It’s all a little blurry
Since you’ve become mine
We saw the sea
The ocean blue
We saw a castle
With turrets and a view
I saw a camel
In fact there were two
But all I really saw was you
We took some snap shots
Said “parlez vous”
We saw the Prado,
La Scala, and the Louvre.
I danced with a Raja
Somewhere in Baku
But all I really saw was you
From New York to New Caledonia
You’re the only thing that caught my eye
The Taj Majal – It was large, I recall
The Sahara… I’m certain, was rather dry
We saw a bridge
We saw a lake
We saw a fakir, or was he just a fake
The lights of Paris - Were so embarrassed
‘Cause all I really saw was you…
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2. |
Absinthe
03:10
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Another night of sitting alone
Tired of waiting by the telephone
A bar stool below me and heaven above
These are the moments
When I think of love
Absinthe makes the heart grow fonder
A couple of rounds and I start to ponder
Looking into your big bad eyes
I’m heading to paradise
Absinthe makes you almost a charmer
Drinkin’ is the chink in my armor
Tell me, what’s the kicker?
Is it your lips, or is it the liquor?
Shake me awake - With a drink and a kiss
I might’ve guessed - it would lead to this
Absinthe makes my heart beat faster
Just one more and I’ll make it last dear
Let me stay in this lovely fog
Then I have to see a man about a dog
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3. |
A Practical Arrangement
02:53
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I’m your girl, and you’re my fella
Our love is tried and true
But it’s time to be pragmatic
And practical, me and you
I need a wealthy husband
You need a doting wife
So let’s marry other people
And be happy for the rest of our life
With all my faults you love me
And I think that you’re perfectly swell
But we need a man with money
And a woman who’ll treat us well
He would bring the bacon home
While she would bake us pies
We could do what we do best
We’d be so content, you and I
We could live a life of ease
Totally lacking in strife
If we had a wealthy husband
And we had a doting wife
(second bridge)
He’ll take us on shopping sprees
To Paris and to Rome
She’ll bring us our slippers
When we’d rather lounge around at home
We could live a life of ease
Totally lacking in strife
If we had a wealthy husband
And we had a doting wife
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4. |
Too Broke To Be A Sinner
03:47
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If I had the money, I’d buy a bucket of gin
If I had the heavy sugar, I’d buy a bathtub fulla of gin
‘Stead I’m sitting sipping soda
Oh what a fix I’m in
I can’t afford a reefer, can’t buy no rum or rye
Got no cigarette money,
Cocaine is too much to buy
Wish I could have the heebie-jeebies
But it costs too much to get high
I’m too broke to be a sinner
I can barely buy my dinner
But I’d gamble all my dough if I could
I can’t afford to be a floozy
Too broke to buy the booze
Can’t cry in a beer like I should
If I had a roll of nickels - I’d be up to no good
If I had some pocket money
I’d drink from breakfast to bed
I’d spend it like a sailor- ‘Til I was out of my head
If my pockets weren’t so empty
I’d probably wind up pretty dead
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5. |
I'll Sleep All Day
02:52
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I’ll sleep all day if I want to
I’ll sleep all day ‘til tea
And after I am fed
I’ll just mosey back to bed
Perhaps you’d like to sleep with me?
I’ll sleep ‘til noon or to midnight
I’ll sleep when I’ve a hank’ring to
I might just want to sleep
When the evening shadows creep
And I might just sleep with you
You’re terrific,
Though awfully soporific
And my eyes just feel like lead
I know it’s only twelve-ish and
I don’t mean to be selfish
But we really oughta go to bed
After sleeping
We can get acquainted
And then we’ll nap ‘til three
It isn’t that you’re boring
(I’d like to get to know you)
I’d just love to hear you snoring
(got a few things I could show you)
Won’t you come and sleep with me?
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6. |
Les Rives Etrangeres
03:56
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Je ne sais pas parler français
Mais Je sais commander mon café, mes cigarettes,
Et j’peux vous chanter ce p’tit couplet,
Pour m’ rendr’ … une vraie sophistiquette
Je ne suis qu’une Americaine, une Americaine solitaire
Mais mon coeur a soif de rives étrangeres
Laissez-moi marcher vos rues, emprunter votre lune
Je trainerai dans vos cafés jusqu’à ce que mort s’en fume
(Je trainerai dans vos cates joos-KA-s-kuh mort sen fume)
Je ne suis qu’une Americaine, une Americaine solitaire
Je ne comprend pas vo-tre savoir faire
(Je n’comprend pas votre Atmosphère)
Mais je rirai sans comprendre (dutout) c’que vous dis
Et pour un instant a moi je vivrai votre vie
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7. |
Don't Mess With Joe
02:11
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I go to get a cuppa coffee
Tastes like caramel and toffee
Don’t know why you want to mess around with my…cuppa joe
Just want a plain old cuppa java
Black and hot as molten lava
There's no need to add a thing, just bring it to me…and I’ll go
Don’t take away my morning mud
Stop messin’ with my joe
My coffee don’t need frills and fluff
Please pour it nice and slow
Don’t want Café Americano
Or double mocha macchiato
Just cut me a little slack and pour it black…my cuppa joe
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8. |
Same Old Song
02:41
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He met and she met one hot summer night
They laughed and they loved
And they had a fight
He left and she left by morning’s first light
And love went terribly wrong
He fell and she fell they fell for each other
He whispered she sighed
And they came together
He found then she found the arms of another
And love went terribly wrong
It’s the same old story it’s the same old song
It’s all so right – ‘til it’s all so wrong
He loves - she loves - together - apart
He lost his head – she gave up her heart
He gave and she gave all they had to give
He promised, she vowed
“As long as we live”
(‘Til) he fell and she fell they couldn’t forgive
And love went terribly wrong
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9. |
Munchkin Hotel
03:01
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You may have trouble
You may have sorrow
You may have –
To work tomorrow
But I know a place
Where the dancin’s free
The Munchkin Hotel
Is the place to be
You could stay home
All night and snooze
Or you could put on
Your dancing shoes
Come on down to the
Munchkin Hotel
Where all the little munchkins
Goin’ straight to hell
Munchkins all got happy pants
‘Cause the drinks are two feet tall
Take a tiny step
To the floor and dance
And have yourselves
A munchkin ball
We can be gay, at least ‘til eleven
Jump and sway,
It’s a slice of heaven
Meet me in the lobby of the
Munchkin Hotel
Where all the little munchkins
Goin’ straight to hell
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10. |
Johnny's Come Out
01:43
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He’s left his cave, he’s steppin’ out
He’s showered and used a comb
He’ll put on some pants and be ready to dance
As long as he gets to stay at home
Johnny’s come out, but not too far
Johnny’s come out, to his backyard
Life’s too short to stay inside
So Johnny’s come out tonight
Johnny’s come out, he’s so bold
Johnny’s come out, ‘cause he’s growin’ mold
He’s got cobwebs on his hide
So Johnny’s come out tonight
His house!
He don’t leave his house
His house!
He don’t leave his house.
His house!
He don’t leave his house,
But Johnny’s coming out tonight
He’s dressed to kill and he’s feeling swell
He’ll venture out when there’s ice in hell
But fix him a drink and mix it well
And Johnny will come out tonight, whoa
Johnny’s coming out tonight
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When you're all alone, any old night
And you're feeling out of tune
Pick up your hat, close up your flat
Get out, get under the moon
Underneath the bright, silvery light
You'll be feeling better soon
Pick up your hat, close up your flat
Get out, get under the moon
Look! Look! Look at those stars above
Look, look, look at those sweeties love
Oh boy, give me a night in June!
When it's raining out, stay in your flat
But on a lovely night in June
Pick up your hat, close up your flat
Get out, get under the moon
When you're all alone, any old night
And you're feeling out of tune
Pick up your hat, close up your flat
Get out, get under the moon
Underneath the bright, silvery light
You'll be feeling better soon
Pick up your hat, close up your flat
Get out, get under the moon
Walk, walk, kiss and then walk again
Talk, talk, kiss and then talk again
Oh boy, give me a night in June
When it's raining out, stay in your flat
And you're feeling out of tune
Pick up your hat, close up your flat
Get out, get under the moon
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12. |
Street Of Dreams
03:04
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Tonight we must part, it’s been heaven
The party is over it seems
But we’ll meet later in the moonlight
In the middle of the street of dreams
I’ll miss you, it’s true, but it’s late dear
A taxi will take me to bed
But I’ll meet you later in dreamland
I’ve got visions of you in my head
It’s not easy to leave you,
(But) there’s something I know
Just be patient and I’ll see you
In an hour or so
There’s a little club in dreamland
We can dance all night
I’ll stay in your arms – we’ll kiss ‘til it’s light
And when I see you tomorrow
Your eyes will surmise what it means
You’ll remember that we met in dreamland
In the middle of the street of dreams
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