why we were unkind He's Laurel, he's Hardy, he's the life of the party And he's got great taste in furniture Wakes up at noon, plays the piano till he
= siamese gun kiss. sugar = birth bait. murder = loves fate. death distills the camouflage from our dance. death inverts the red from romance. Death
It's you whom I desire All the world can plainly see You're the only one for me I have told them in advance They can't break up our romance Livin' up
re my sweetie pie We're gonna dig dig dig that crazy moon Tonight's the night we're gonna cuddle and spoon We're gonna dine and dance and then romance
You've heard songs about the broken hearted couple who have fought You've heard songs about romances and the teardrops they have brought Many hearts are
The head of a hunt on the wall by a painting An upright piano stood locked by the door In through the window the light was fast fading While I spilt my
you know what all day long. Remember when Kevin walked in on us drunk then he messed up his car, man that party was fun. I loved watching you play your piano
been so good to me but I know I'm no good for you You should run while you can Find yourself a better man 'Cause I'm known for brief romance And
with a whistling heart, that played piano in the dark and cheered you every step of the way I still thirst for romance, I still thirst for romance and
a backwash song Like a frying pan when the fire's gone Driving my pig while the band's taking pictures in the grass In my radio smashed And I like pianos
(Chorus) Play me a Dancer, a Holder-Hander, or Honky-Tonker, Pull-Her-Up-Closer,Slow Romancer, Make Her Fall in Love with Me Song. The room is Swimmin
I would like to play a.. little tune I just composed not so long ago" "Ms. Billie, Ms. Billie, Ms. Billie Holiday" [HORNS] [drum roll] [piano keys played
to the memory How I long just to hold you And see you let go as we dance I know you're reminiscing through our romance Can you hear the piano? And the
why we were unkind He's laurel he's hardy he's the life of the party And he's got great taste in furniture Wakes up at noon plays the piano til he swoons
lived near my parents' home Anyway Lorraine and I got married And the usual marriage stuff Then one day she says to me From out of the blue Frank, I've had enough Romance
el piano de cola si llevaaaa Amargura en su garganta Dejame que sea el dueno De tu boca de aguardiente De tus gritos en caliente De un romance a bocajarro
les romances des crooners les flons-flons du bonheur tu trouves ca d'une fadeur toi c'est un air frondeur que tu siffles la melodie du malheur tu les