He ruled the golden silent screen. He haunted millions in their dreams. His memory lives on till today. Some even say that he was lonely. . So listen to my story, here's some heavy news.
Thanks a million, a million thanks to you. For everything that love could bring you brought me. Each tender love-word you happened to say. Is hidden away.
Charleston, Charleston. ???..... . Yes sir, that's my baby. No sir, I don't mean maybe. Yes sir, that's my baby now. . Yes now, we've decided. No no, we won't hide it.
Mad, it`s so wild, it`s so sick ,it`s out of sight'. Man has dared to play about with life. Tell me what goes on in labs and surgeries. New test tube mothers of a cloned cell new born child.
Somewhere over the rainbow. Way up high. There's a land that I heard of. Once in a lullaby. . Somewhere over the rainbow. Skies are blue. And the dreams that you dare to dream.
My God, you fly thousands of miles to get some sun. And it's rainin' cats and dogs!. Typical tropical, I go on vacation and Mother Nature gives up on me.
If you're blue and you don't know. Where to go to, why don't you go. Where fashion sits?. Puttin' on the Ritz. Different types who wear a day coat,. Pants with stripes and cutaway coat,.
At the end of every week,. they poor into our streets,. [?]. Got a hall pass from your job,. just to act like a fucking slob,. [?]. . [Chorus]. I hate the weekend,.
If you're blue and you don't know where to go to. Why don't you go where fashion sits?. Puttin' on the ritz. Different types who wear a day coat. Pants with stripes and cutaway coat, perfect fits.
Somewhere over the rainbow. Way up high. There's a land that I heard of. Once in a lullaby. . Somewhere over the rainbow. Skies are blue. And the dreams that you dare to dream.
Livin' in my dreamworld, mem'ries of yesteryear. Visions of Garbo, that old piano. Those golden years are right here (I love 'em). Livin' in my dreamworld, don't you dare wake me up.
Livin' in my dreamworld, memories of yesteryear. Visions of Garbo, that old piano. Those golden years are right here. I love 'em. . Livin' in my dreamworld, don't you dare wake me up.
(What we're gonna do?, What we're gonna do?). (Gonna do, what? Gonna do, what?). (Hey, hey, what we're gonna do, what we're gonna do? C'mon). (C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, what we're gonna do?).
verse 1. there must be an explanation. a logical way to find. the constant paranormal is nothing that. that can't be defined. . hook. cuz she's the only one.
Hold me close and hold me fast. The magic spell you cast. This is la vie en rose. . When you kiss me, Heaven sighs. And tho I close my eyes. I see la vie en rose.
Contessa, of Tridessa. Frequented clubs of bad taste. In disguise she mimed the hunter. Only to play with her prey. . Her husband at home without a notion.
I should care, I should go around weeping. I should care, I should go without sleeping. Strangely enough, I sleep well. Except for a dream or two. . But then I count my sheep well.
Every evening, eight o'clock. The curtain's up, the band begins to play. The mayor's there, his lovely wife's been. Squeezed into the fashions of the day.
Heaven, I'm in heaven. And my heart beats so that I can hardly speak. And I seem to find the happiness I seek. When we're out together dancing cheek to cheek.
Contessa, of Tridessa. Frequented clubs of bad taste. In disguise she mine the hunter (?). Only to play with her brain. . Her husband at home without a notion.