The thought of loving you, the way Im longing to. A thousand hopeful dreams I have are finally coming true. I used to put you on a pedestal where you became untouchable.
Intro:. IOA IOAE, IOA IOAE (Pronounced e-oh-ah, e-oh-ah-a). IOA IOAE, IOA IOAE. . Cuentame que te paso. Cuentame que te paso. . Que estaba alla en la playa.
[Foreign Content]. . Night calls through the air. Reaching for its solitude. Dusk lures like a lyre. Beckoning the quietude. . In a state of constant commotion.
[Foreign Content]. . Night calls through the air. Reaching for its solitude. Dusk lures like a lyre. Beckoning the quietude. . In a state of constant commotion.
Big blues in the city, trailin' the. main stroll (a kitty). Cup o' joe, get witty. At Deuce's. Cafe, it's the mostest hideaway. . Mez muggles "Flip Zooty Flim.
The night that Monk returned to heaven. Climbed every step and stood on seven. He hummed "Epistrophy". . The light of angels shone above him. They mentioned God would surely love him....
Here where we stand there used to be a forest. A timber rising endlessly before us. We cleared away that Godforsaken jungle. And in return the Indians adore us.
Alone am I, me and I together. If I went away from me. How unhappy I would be. Me and I, oh my. . Bug-Gup, Bug-Gup. Lovely evening. Bug-Gup, Bug-Gup. I said, "Lovely evening".
Well I'm known near and far as the cousin to the czar. I'm the Duke, Duke of Dubuque. It's well understood that my credit is no good no good, no good.
Merry Christmas, merry, merry Christmas. . Chestnuts roasting on an open fire. Jack Frost nipping at your nose. Yuletide carols being sung by a choir.
Merry Christmas, merry, merry Christmas. . Chestnuts roasting on an open fire. Jack Frost nipping at your nose. Yuletide carols being sung by a choir.
I still remember the day that we met. Your smile is something I'll never forget. And since that day my love grows and grows. And that's the way it goes, the way it goes.
This here's the story about Killer Joe. He's a real bad cat, 'forget I told you so. Silk on the corners of his fancy threads. double breasted pin stripe coat top press.
Folks I'm mellow as a honeydew. (Yeah, yeah). . That cat is high. Look at that look in his eye. On man he's high. Yes higher than a kite. . That cat is high.
Sweet talking guy. Talking sweet kinda lies. Don't you believe in him, if you do he'll make you cry. He'll send you flowers. And paint the town with another girl.
A sunny disposish will always see you through. When up above the skies are black instead of being blue. Mr. Trouble makes our faces roll on not a smile.
I'm blue every Monday. Thinking only of Sunday. That's one day when I'm with you. It seems I sigh all day Tuesday. I cry all day Wednesday. Oh my how I long for you.
Gather roun' 'n hear my story. Oh boy. 'Bout the time when Jelly Roll was in town. (Stompin' it off, stompin' it off). He heard a local pianist. . What joy.
Shadows looking through an open window. Footsteps following wherever you go. Undercover eyes. Search to find the key to alibis. . Living in a hideaway, you can't hide.
Down on the corner there's a reason to smile. When those evenin' shadows fall. Some kinda feelin' that it's hard to deny. Once the neon lights start to call.