Make me blind, cover my eyes You can do what you want I'm paralysed by the perfect mood When we're dancing with blindfolds on You make it easy to love
I pushed him away And carefully said I'm just not that kind of girl You might think I'm square 'Cause you've been around and you eyes In the ways of
Fetch me a glass, let's fill it with fine romance Pour slow the wine, then let your eyes kiss mine You, you with the charmin' eyes Lately I've found myself
I hate the way you are So mean to me by far The most frigid girl That I have ever known You speak loudly but When I'm not around You'll be just like
Don't feel bad if you wake up feeling suddenly old More than realisation that you've let yourself be covered by mould Age is not something you wrap up
Now to continue with the love song, here we have the viennese waltz type of the franz lehar/johann strauss school, conjuring up images of gaily waltzing
Fetch me a glass, let's fill it with fine romance Pour slow the wine, then let your eyes kiss mine You, you with the charming eyes Lately I've found
"The Beautiful Blue Danube" was first written as a song for a carnival's choir (for bass and tenor), with rather satirical lyrics (Austria having just
I'm writing a song all about you A true song as real as my tears But you've no need to fear it 'cause no one will hear it 'Cause sad songs and waltzes
May I always listen to The anniversary waltz with you Is this just a dream come true? An anniversary wish for you May this be the answer To all future
There's a small stream down main street Down Maple Street where we used to live Don't speak ... whisper it The walls have ears in towns like this The
ROCK'N'ROLL MUSIC Just let me hear some of that rock'n'roll music Any old way you choose it It's got a back beat you can't lose it Any old way you use
Eah Now paint a way to think we're the only ones that exist This beautiful planet that races through Space and time as we stand still, yet, we're not
[Jamie Madrox:] Showed up in a red stretch hearse full of vampires Blood red rims straight rollin' on flat tires Screachin to a halt sparks spittin at
I'm writing a song all about you A true song as real as my tears But you've no need to fear it 'Cause no one will hear it Sad songs and waltzes Aren'
Well there won't be no stars Coming out in the sky Tonight when my baby walks by Oh they know that they can't hold a Candle to the look in her eye Now
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[Music: Finn Zierler] [Instrumental]