, I can't She's my coked up Botox girl Patricia, Patricia Oh, Patricia the stripper you are my sunshine Oh, Patricia the stripper come on home tonight Oh, Patricia
Get out of town before it's too late my love Get out of town be good to me please Why wish me harm? Why not retire to a farm And be contented to charm
You'd be so easy to love So easy to idolize, all others above So worth the yearning for So worth keeping the home fires burning for We'd be so grand
Whenever skies look gray to me And troubles begin to brew Whenever the winter winds become too strong I concentrate on you When fortune cries nay, nay
I get no kick from champagne Mere alcohol doesn't thrill me at all So tell me why should it be true I get a kick out of you? I get no kick from cocaine
In the still of the night as I gaze out of my window At the moon in it's flight my thoughts all stray to you In the still of the night while the world
It was just one of those things One of those crazy fling One of those bells that now and then rings It was just one of those things It was just one of
They say that I don't know love, I say yes I do They say they are counting love, I say I am too They mark the years with rings like a tree they say I
When love comes in and takes you for a spin Ooh, la, la, la, la, c'est magnifique When every night your loved one holds you tight Ooh, la, la, la, c'est
What is this thing called love? This funny thing called love Who can solve it's mystery? Why should it make a fool of me? I saw you there one wonderful
Do you think of me like snow Cool, slippery and white? Do you think of me like jazz As hip as black as night? Do you think of me like linen Summer sheets
At words poetic I'm so pathetic That I always have found it best Instead of getting it off my chest To let 'em rest unexpressed I hate parading my serenading
Miss Otis regrets she's unable to lunch today, madam Miss Otis regrets she's unable to lunch today She is sorry to be delayed But last evening down in
Il joue avec mon coeur Il triche avec ma vie Il dit des mots menteurs Et moi je crois tout c'qu'il dit Les chansons qu'il me chante Les reves qu'il fait
Fernheim/Barbelivien A l'enterrement d'Sidney Bechet Y'avait des flutes des clarinettes So long Big Man A l'enterrement d'Sidney Bechet Y'avait des
(Lyle Lovett-Philippe Bergman/Lyle lovlett) c'est une chanson simple que je te donne Aussi facile qu'elle est tendre Tu sais ce sont parfois les mots
Grosz/Langolff Et si...et si...Bessie Elle avait pas eu la peau noire Comme les etangs, comme les mares Ou les lions la-bas vont boire. Et si...et si...
(Shelly Peiken/Jeffrey Cj Vanston/Tim Pierce/Jean Fauque) Derniers instants, restez encore N'abandonnez pas cet enfant qui dort Ne laissez pas les assoifes
