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(If Loving You Is Wrong) I Don't Want To Be Right

Rod Stewart

If loving you is wrong I don't wanna be right
If being right means being without you
I'd rather live a wrong doing life
Your mama and daddy say it's a shame
It's a downright disgrace
Long as I got you by my side
I don't care what your people say

Your friends tell you there's no future
in loving a married man
If I can't see you when I want to
I'll see you when I can
If loving you is wrong I don't wanna be right
If loving you is wrong I don't wanna be right

Am I wrong to fall so deeply in love with you
knowing I got a wife and two little children
depending on me too
And am I wrong to hunger
for the gentleness of your touch
knowing I got somebody else at home
who needs me just as much

And are you wrong to fall in love
with a married man
And am I wrong trying to hold on
to the best thing I ever had
If loving you is wrong I don't wanna be right
If loving you is wrong I don't wanna be right

Are you wrong to give your love
to a married man
And am I wrong trying to hold on
to the best thing I ever had
If loving you is wrong I don't wanna be right
If loving you is wrong I don't wanna be right

I don't wanna be right
If it means sleeping alone at night
I don't wanna be right
If it means coming home at night
I don't wanna, I don't wanna
I don't wanna never, never, never be right

 

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I Don't Want to Talk about it

Rod Stewart

I can tell by your eyes that you've probably been cryin' forever
And the stars in the sky don't mean nothin' to you, they're a mirror


I don't wanna talk about it, how you broke my heart
If I stay here just a little bit longer
If I stay here, won't you listen to my heart, whoa, my heart

If I stand all alone, will the shadow hide the colour of my heart
Blue for the tears, black for the night's fears
The stars in the sky don't mean nothin' to you, they're a mirror

I don't wanna talk about it, how you broke my heart

If I stay here just a little bit longer
If I stay here, won't you listen to my heart
Whoa, my heart

I don't wanna talk about it, how you broke this old heart
If I stay here just a little bit longer
If I stay here, won't you listen to my heart, whoa, my heart
My heart, whoa, my heart I DON'T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT
I can tell by your eyes that you've probably been cryin' forever
And the stars in the sky don't mean nothin' to you, they're a mirror

I don't wanna talk about it, how you broke my heart
If I stay here just a little bit longer
If I stay here, won't you listen to my heart, whoa, my heart

If I stand all alone, will the shadow hide the colour of my heart
Blue for the tears, black for the night's fears
The stars in the sky don't mean nothin' to you, they're a mirror

I don't wanna talk about it, how you broke my heart

If I stay here just a little bit longer
If I stay here, won't you listen to my heart
Whoa, my heart

I don't wanna talk about it, how you broke this old heart
If I stay here just a little bit longer
If I stay here, won't you listen to my heart, whoa, my heart
My heart, whoa, my heart

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The Twelfth of Never

Johnny Mathis

You ask me how much I need you, must I explain?

I need you, oh my darling, like rose need rain.

You ask how long I'll love you, I'll tell you true.

Until the Twelfth of Never, I'll still be loving you.

Hold me close, never let me go .

Hold me close; melt my heart like April snow.

I'll love you 'til the bluebells forget to bloom,

I'll love you 'til the clover has lost its perfume,

I'll love you 'til the poets run out of rhyme,

Until the Twelfth of Never and that's a long, long time.

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Seven Lonely Days

Patsy Cline

Seven lonely days make one lonely week
Seven lonely nights make one lonely me
Ever since the time you told me we were thru
Seven lonely days I cried and I cried for you


Oh, my darlin' you're cryin', boo-hoo-hoo-hoo
There's no use in denyin' I cried for you
It was your favorite pastime, makin' me blue
Last week was the last time I cried for you

Seven hankies blue I filled with my tears
Seven letters, too, I filled with my fears
Guess it never pays to make your lover blue
Seven lonely days I cried and I cried for you

Oh, my darlin you're cryin', boo-hoo-hoo-hoo
Now, there's no use in denyin' I cried for you
It was your favorite pastime, makin' me blue
Last week was the last time I cried for you
Last week was the last time I cried for you

Vincent (Starry, Starry Night)

Don McLean

Starry, starry night
Paint your palette blue and gray
Look out on a summer's day
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul
Shadows on the hills
Sketch the trees and the daffodils
Catch the breeze and the winter chills
In colors on the snowy linen land

Now I understand
What you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
How you tried to set them free
They would not listen they did not how
Perhaps they'll listen now

Starry, starry night
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze
Swirling clouds in violet haze
Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue
Colors changing hue
Morning fields of amber grain
Weathered faces lined in pain
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand

For they could not love you
But still your love was true
And when no hope was left inside
On that starry, starry night
You took your life as lovers often do
But I could have told you Vincent
This world was never meant for one as
beautiful as you


Starry, starry night
Portraits hung in empty halls
Frameless heads on nameless walls
With eyes that watch the world and can't forget
Like the strangers that you've met
The ragged men in ragged clothes
The silver thorn of bloody rose
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow
Now I think I know
What you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
How you tried to set them free
They did not listen they're not listening still
Perhaps they never will

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Girl of The North Country

Bob Dylan

Well, if you're travelin' in the north country fair ,
Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline,
Remember me to one who lives there.
She once was a true love of mine.


Well, if you go when the snowflakes storm,
When the rivers freeze and summer ends,
Please see if she's wearing a coat so warm,
To keep her from the howlin' winds.

Please see for me if her hair hangs long,
If it rolls and flows all down her breast .
Please see for me if her hair hangs long,
That's the way I remember her best.

I'm wonderin' if she remembers me at all.
Many times I've often prayed
In the darkness of my night,
In the brightness of my day.

So if you're travelin' in the north country fair,
Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline,
Remember me to one who lives there.
She once was a true love of mine.

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Like a Rolling Stone

Bob Dylan

Once upon a time you dressed so fine
threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
People'd call, say 'Beware doll, you're bound to fall'
You thought they were all kiddin you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin out
Now you don't talk so loud
Now you don't seem so proud
About having to be scrounging for your next meal
How does it feel, How does it feel
To be without a home, like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?
You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
And now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it
You said you'd never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
He's not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And ask him do you want to make a deal?
How does it feel, How does it feel
To be on your own, with no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?
You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns
When they all come down and did tricks for you
You never understood that it ain't no good
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Ain't it hard when you discover that
He really wasn't where it's at
After he took from you everything he could steal
How does it feel, How does it feel
To be on your own, with no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?
Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
They're drinkin' thinkin that they got it made
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things
But you'd better lift your diamond ring, you better pawn it babe
You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse
When you ain't got nothin you got nothing to lose
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal
How does it feel, How does it feel
To be on your own, with no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone

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Once I Had a Sweet Heart and Now I Have None

Pentangle

Once I had a sweetheart and now I have none
Once I had a sweetheart and now I have none
He's gone and left me He's gone and left me
Gone and left me in sorrow to mourn
Last night in sweet slumber I dreamed I did see
Last night in sweet slumber I dreamed I did see
My own darling jewel sat smiling by me
My own darling jewel sat smiling by me
But when I awakened I found it not so
But when I awakened I found it not so
My eyes like some fountain with tears overflowed
Eyes like some fountain with tears overflowed
I'll venture through England, through France and through Spain
I'll venture through England, through France and through Spain
My life I'll venture on watery main
My life I'll venture on watery main
I'll set sail of silver and steer toward the sun
I'll set sail of silver and steer toward the sun
And my false love will weep, my false love will weep
False love will weep for me after I'm gone
After I'm gone, After I'm gone, After I'm gone...

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The First Cut Is The Deepest

Rod Stewart

I would have given you all of my heart
But there's someone who's torn it apart
And she's taken just all that I had
But if you want I'll try to love again
Baby I'll try to love again but I know

The first cut is the deepest
Baby
I know the first cut is the deepest
But when it come to being lucky she's cursed
When it come to loving me she's the worst
I still want you by my side
Just to help me dry the tears that I've cried
And I'm sure going to give you a try
And if you want I'll try to love again
Baby I'll try to love again but I know

The first cut is the deepest
Baby I know the first cut is the deepest
But when it come to being lucky she's cursed
When it come to loving me she's the worst

I still want you by my side
Just to help me dry the tears that I've cried
But I'm sure gonna give you a try
'cause if you want I'll try to love again
Baby I'll try to love again but I know

The first cut is the deepest
Baby I know the first cut is the deepest
When it come to being lucky she's cursed
When it come to loving me she's the worst

Stranger in the Night

Frank Sinatra

Strangers in the night exchanging glances
Wondering in the night
What were the chances we'd be sharing love
Before the night was through.

Something in your eyes was so inviting,
Something in you smile was so exciting,
Something in my heart,
Told me I must have you.

Strangers in the night, two lonely people
We were strangers in the night
Up to the moment
When we said our first hello.


Little did we know
Love was just a glance away,
A warm embracing dance away and
Ever since that night we've been together.


Lovers at first sight, in love forever.
It turned out so right,
For strangers in the night.

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I hope you dance

Lee Ann Womack

I hope you never lose your sense of wonder
You get your fill to eat
But always keep that hunger
May you never take one single breath for granted

God forbid love ever leave you empty handed
I hope you still feel small
When you stand by the ocean
Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens

Promise me you'll give faith a fighting chance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
I hope you dance
I hope you dance

I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance
Never settle for the path of least resistance
Living might mean taking chances
But they're worth taking
Lovin' might be a mistake

But it's worth making
Don't let some hell bent heart
Leave you bitter
When you come close to selling out

Reconsider
Give the heavens above
More than just a passing glance...
Blue Moon

Frank Sinatra

Blue Moon
You saw me standing alone
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own

Blue Moon
You know just what I was there for
You heard me saying a prayer for
Someone I really could care for
And then there suddenly appeared before me
The only one my arms will hold
I heard somebody whisper please adore me
And when I looked to the Moon it turned to gold
Blue Moon
Now I'm no longer alone
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own
And then there suddenly appeared before me
The only one my arms will ever hold
I heard somebody whisper please adore me
And when I looked the Moon had turned to gold
Blue moon
Now I'm no longer alone
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own
Blue moon
Now I'm no longer alone
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own
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Row Row Row your boat

Row, row, row your boat, gently down the stream.
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily, life is but a dream.
Row, row, row your boat, gently down the stream.
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily, life is but a dream.
Row, row, row your boat, gently down the stream.
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily, life is but a dream.
Row, row, row your boat, gently down the stream.
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily, life is but a dream
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I'm on Fire

Bruce Springsteen

Hey little girl is your daddy home
Did he go away and leave you all alone
I got a bad desire
I'm on fire

Tell me now baby is he good to you
Can he do to you the things that I do
I can take you higher
I'm on fire

Sometimes it's like someone took a knife baby
edgy and dull and cut a six-inch valley
through the middle of my soul

At night I wake up with the sheets soaking wet
and a freight train running through the
middle of my head
Only you can cool my desire
I'm on fire

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Lady Marmalade

Hey Sister, Go Sister, Soul Sister, Go Sister X4

Coochi, coochi, yaya, dada
Coochi, coochi yaya, here
Mooka-chooka, latta, yaya

Where you think you're sleeping tonight? (oh)

Voulez-vous couchez avec moi ce soir?
Voulez-vous couchez avec moi? X3

Coochi, coochi, yaya, dada
Coochi, coochi yaya, here
Mooka-chooka, latta, yaya

Where you think you're sleeping tonight? (oh)

Voulez-vous couchez avec moi ce soir?
Voulez-vous couchez avec moi? X3

Hey Sister, Go Sister, Soul Sister, Go Sister X4

Mooka-chooka, latta, yaya
Couchez ce soir?
Wrong, wrong, that's right
Bring it in, Daddy, its the bedroom fight

Gonna head for your doors, and put 'em off fast
Gonna keep up if you think you can last
Gotta get wet, are you ready yet?
On your mark, get set

Voulez-vous couchez avec moi ce soir?
Voulez-vous couchez avec moi?
Voulez-vous couchez avec moi?
Voulez-vous couchez avec moi? X3
Where you think you're sleeping tonight? (oh)

Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir?
(Hey sister, soul sister, hey sister, go sister)
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?
(Hey sister, soul sister, hey sister, go sister)
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?
(Hey sister, soul sister, hey sister, go sister)
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?
(Hey sister, soul sister, hey sister, go sister)
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir?
Oh
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?

Fever

You give me
You give me fever
Never know how much I love you
Never know how much I care
When you put your arms around me
I get a fever that's so hard to bear
Listen to me baby, hear every word I say
No one can love you the way I do
'Cause they don't know how to love you my way
You give me fever, when you kiss me
Fever when you hold me tight
Fever in the morning
Fever all through the night
Sun lights up the daytime
Moon lights up the night
My eyes light up when you call my name
'Cause I know you're gonna treat me right
Bless my soul I love you, take this heart away
Take these arms I'll never use
And just believe in what my lips have to say
Everybody's got the fever
That is something you should know
Fever isn't such a new scene
Fever started long ago
You give me fever, fever
You give me, you give me fever
Romeo loved Juliet
Juliet, she felt the same
When he put his arms around her
He said Julie baby, you're my flame
He gave her fever
Sun lights up the daytime
Moon lights up the night
My eyes light up when you call my name
'Cause I know you're gonna treat me right
Fever, with his kisses
Fever when he holds me tight
Everybody's got the fever
That is something you should know
Fever isn't such a new scene
Fever started long ago
Captain Smith and Pocahontas
Had a very mad affair
When her daddy tried to kill him
She said, daddy oh don't you dare
He gives me fever
With his kisses
Fever when he holds me tight
Fever, I'm his Misses
Daddy, won't you treat him right
Fever, when you kiss them
Fever, if you live and learn
Fever, 'til you sizzle

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Secret Love

Frank Sinatra

Once I Had A Secret Love
That lived within the heart of me

All too soon my secret love
Became impatient to be free

So I told a friendly star
The way that dreamers often do
Just how wonderful you are
And why I'm so in love with you

Now i shout it from the highest hill
I even told you the golden dafodill
At least my heart's an open door
And my secret love's no secret anymore

Now i shout it from the highest hill
I even told you the golden dafodill
At least my heart's an open door
And my secret love's no secret
My secret love's no secret
My secret love's no secret anymore

As Time Goes By
Writer(s): hupfeld

You must remember this
A kiss is still a kiss
A sigh is still (just) a sigh

The fundamental things apply
As time goes by

And when two lovers woo
They still say: "I love you"
On that you can rely
No matter what the future brings
As time goes by

Moonlight and love songs - never out of date
Hearts full of passion - jealousy and hate
Woman needs man - and man must have his mate
That no one can deny

It's still the same old story
A fight for love and glory
A case of do or die
The world will always welcome lovers
As time goes by
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(Let Me Be Your) Teddy Bear

Elvis Presley

Baby let me be,
your lovin' Teddy Bear
Put a chain around my neck,
and lead me anywhere

Oh let me be
Your teddy bear.

I don't wanna be a tiger
Cause tigers play too rough
I don't wanna be a lion
'Cause lions ain't the kind
you love enough.
Just wanna be, your Teddy Bear

Put a chain around my neck
and lead me anywhere
Oh let me be
Your teddy bear.

Sleepy Lagoon

Harry James
- words by Jack Lawrence, music by Eric Coates

A sleepy lagoon, a tropical moon and two on an island
A sleepy lagoon and two hearts in tune in some lullabyland
The fireflies' gleam reflects in the stream
They sparkle and shimmer
A star from on high falls out of the sky
And slowly grows dimmer
The leaves from the trees all dance in the breeze
And float on the ripples
We're deep in a spell as nightingales tell
Of roses and dew
The memory of this moment of love
Will haunt me forever
A tropical moon, a sleepy lagoon
And you