It's three o'clock in the morning. We've danced the whole night through. And daylight soon will be dawning. Just one more waltz with you. That melody so entrancing.
Star eyes,. That to me is what your eyes are,. Soft as stars in April skies are,. Tell me some day you'll fulfill. Their promise of a thrill.. . Star eyes,.
Let's build a stairway to the stars. And climb that stairway to the stars. With love beside us to fill the night with a song. We'll hear the sound of violins.
A country dance was being held in a garden. I felt a bump and heard an "Oh, beg your pardon". Suddenly I saw polka dots and moonbeams. All around a pug-nosed dream.
Perdido, I look for my heart it's perdido. I lost it way down in Torido. While chancing a dance fiesta. Bolero, he glanced as I danced the Bolero. He said taking off his sombrero: "Let's meet for a sweet fietsa".
Lately, I find myself out gazing at stars,. Hearing guitars like someone in love.. Sometimes the things I do astound me,. Mostly whenever you're around me..
If you could see me now, you'd know how blue I've been. One look is all you'd need to see the mood I'm in.. Perhaps then you'd realize I'm still in love with you..
In a mellow tone. Feeling fancy free. And I'm not alone. I've got company. . Everything's OK. The live long day. With this mellow song. I can't go wrong.
Heartaches. Heartaches. My loving you meant only heartaches. Your kiss was such a sacred thing to me. I can't believe it's just a burning memory. . Heartaches.
The torch I carry is handsome. It's worth its heartache in ransom. Now when that twilight steals. I know how the lady in the harbor feels. When I want rain, I get sunny weather.
The tears I cried for you could fill an ocean,. But you don't care how many tears I cry. And though you only lead me on and hurt me,. I couldn't bring myself to say goodbye.
Don't worry 'bout me. I'll get along. Forget about me. Just be happy my love. . Let's say that our little show is over. And so the story ends. Why not call it a day the sensible way.
Someone told someone and someone told you. But they wouldn't hurt you, not much. Since everyone spread the story. With his own little personal touch. .
ouh ayeeh. xantos. dynell. . bailame despacio. no mires el reloj no quiero que la noche acabe. se dice en el barrio. que tienes un don de moverte no pares.
Merry Christmas, baby, you really did treat me nice. Merry Christmas, baby, you really did treat me nice. Bought me a hi-fi for Christmas, now I'm living in paradise.
I cast my mind to Calvary. Where Jesus bled and died for me. I see His wounds, His hands, His feet. My Savior on that cursed tree. . His body bound and drenched in tears.
Freeway! Ridin' along.. Freeway! Ridin' along.. Freeway! Ridin' along.. Freeway! Ridin' along.. Freeway! Ridin' along.. Freeway! Ridin' along.. Freeway! Ridin' along..