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Hold me tight
The moon’s so bright
Tonight is so right for love
Now’s the time to say
You’re the only one
Tonight is so right for love
One by one the stars appear
They twinkle in your eyes
Who’d believe that we’d be here
So near to paradise
This could be the kiss
To unlock heaven’s door
That magic hour of bliss
That we both waited for
I love more and more
Oh’ we could fly right up to the sky
The things we’ve been dreaming of
And how real they would seem
A midsummernight’s dream
Can’t you see that tonight’s so right for love
And how real they would seem
A midsummernight’s dream
Can’t you see that tonight’s so right for love
Hold me tight
The moon’s so bright
Tonight is so right for love
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What's she really like
The girl that you see me with
What's she really like
The one I’m so dreamy with
Well, let me tell you she's wonderful
She's marvelous and she's mine
Told here that her lips, her lips are so thrillable
I can't describe her kiss in words of one syllable
She's even more than desirable
And what's moreable she's mine
What's she really like
The girl I go on about
What's she really like
The one I’m so mad about
All I can say, she's wonderful
She's marvelous and she's mine
You're asking if she loves me
Well, you don't know the half
You're wondering if she'll leave me
Ha, ha, ha, don't make me laugh
What's she really like
The girl I go on about
What's she really like
The one I’m so gone about
All I can say, she's wonderful
She's marvelous and she's mine
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Is this train the Frankfort Special
Now ain¡Їt this outfit something special
Well, we heard rumors from the bases
Frankfort girls got pretty faces
Go, Special go. Blow whistle, blow
Frankfort Special¡Їs got a special way to go
Whao - oh - oh
Now when we get to our headquarters
We¡Їll be good boys and follow orders
Now don¡Їt take girls from one another
No! No! No! No! No!
We¡Їll treat a sailor like a brother
Go, Special go. Blow whistle, blow
Frankfort Special¡Їs got a special way to go
Whao - oh - oh
Round wheels singin¡Ї on a long flat track
Boiler bustin¡Ї to blow its stack
Towns and villages flyin¡Ї by
Farewell frauleins, don¡Їt you cry
You¡Їll soon get another G.I.
Come on, train, and get the lead out
Well, one more day we gotta sweat out
Frantic frauleins at the station
They¡Їre ready for a celebration
Go, Special go. Blow whistle, blow
Frankfort Special¡Їs got a special way to go
Go, Special go. Blow whistle, blow
Frankfort Special¡Їs got a special way to go
Whao - oh - oh
Come on, train, and get the lead out
Well, one more day we gotta sweat out
Frantic frauleins at the station
They¡Їre ready for a celebration
Go, Special go. Blow whistle, blow
Frankfort Special¡Їs got a special way to go
Whao - oh - oh
Whao - oh
Whao - oh, whao - oh, whao - oh, whao - oh, whao - oh,
Whao - oh, whao - oh, whao - oh
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Can't you see
I love you
Please don't break my heart in two
That's not hard to do
'Cause I don't have a wooden heart
And if you say goodbye
Then I know that I would cry
Maybe I would die
'Cause I don't have a wooden heart
There's no strings upon this love of mine
It was always you from the start
Treat me nice
Treat me good
Treat me like you really should
'Cause I'm not made of wood
And I don't have a wooden heart
Muss i denn, muss i denn
Zum Städtele hinaus
Städtele hinaus
Und du, mein Schatz, bleibst hier?
There's no strings upon this love of mine
It was always you from the start
Sei mir gut
Sei mir gut
Sei mir wie du wirklich sollst
Wie du wirklich sollst
'Cause I don't have a wooden heart
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They give us a room
with a view of the beautiful Rhine
They give us a room
with a view of the beautiful Rhine
Gimme a muddy old creek
in Texas any old time
I've got those hup, two, three, four
occupation G.I. Blues
From my G.I. hair to the heels of my G.I. shoes
And if I don't go stateside soon
I'm gonna blow my fuse
We get hasenpfeffer
and black pumpernickel for chow
We get hasenpfeffer
and black pumpernickel for chow
I'd blow my next month's pay
for a slice of Texas cow
We'd like to be heroes,
but all we do here is march
We'd like to be heroes,
but all we do here is march
And they don't give the Purple Heart
for a fallen arch
I've got those hup, two, three, four
occupation G.I. Blues
From my G.I. hair to the heels of my G.I. shoes
And if I don't go stateside soon
I'm gonna blow my fuse
The frauleins are pretty as flowers
But we can't make a pass
The frauleins are pretty as flowers
But we can't make a pass
Cause they're all wearin' signs saying:
"Keepen sie off the grass"
I've got those hup, two, three, four
occupation G.I. Blues
From my G.I. hair to the heels of my G.I. shoes
And if I don't go stateside soon
I'm gonna blow my fuse
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I don't worry
Whenever skies are gray above
Got a pocketful of rainbows
Got a heart full of love
Mister Heartache
I've found a way to make him leave
Got a pocketful of rainbows
Got a star up in my sleeve
Kiss me extra tender
Hold me extra tight
'Cause I'm savin' your sweetness
For a lonely night, aye
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
No more teardrops
Now that I've found a love so true
I got a pocketful of rainbows
Got an armful of you
Kiss me extra tender
Hold me extra tight
'Cause I'm savin' your sweetness
For a lonely night, aye
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
No more heartaches
Now that I've found a love so true
Got a pocketful of rainbows
And an armful of you
Rainbows...
Rainbows...
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You got the huggin'est arms
The thrillin'est eyes
You're just my style
And you're just the right size
Gonna stop
Uh, shoppin' around
I'm gonna stop
Shoppin' around 'cause I found the girlie I’m lookin' for
Oh, the very first time
You touched my lips
Took my little red book
And tore it to bits
Ain't gonna be
Searchin' no more
I'm gonna stop
Shoppin' around 'cause I found the girlie I’m lookin' for
Ain't no other dolly I’m wantin' to hold
Hey, hey, baby
I really am sold on you
Ooh, ooh, such a pretty little package
I never did see
Gonna wrap you up and take you home with me
I'm thrilled like never before
I'm gonna stop
Shoppin' around 'cause I found the girlie I'm lookin' for
Ain't no other dolly I’m wantin' to hold
Hey, hey, baby
I really am sold on you
Ooh, ooh, such a pretty little package
I never did see
Gonna wrap you up and take you home with me
I'm thrilled like never before
I'm gonna stop
Shoppin' around 'cause I found the girlie I’m lookin' for
I'm gonna stop
Uh shoppin' around
I'm gonna stop
Uh shoppin' around
I'm gonna stop
Shoppin' around
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They call your daddy Big Boots
And Big Boots is his name
It takes a big man to wear big boots
That's your daddy's claim to fame
They know your daddy Big Boots
Wherever soldiers are
'Cause he can handle an armored tank
Just like a kiddy can
So sleep little soldier
Don't you cry
Loo loo loo loo
Loo loo loo
General sandman's soon coming by
Loo loo loo loo
Loo loo loo
I'm gonna tell you a little secret
You won't believe it's true
Did you know your
Daddy Big Boots
Once wore little boots like you
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Didja' ever
Didja' ever get
Didja' ever get one
Didja' ever get one of them
Didja' ever get one of them days, boy
Didja' ever get one of them days
When nothin' is right from mornin' till night
Didja' ever get one of them days
Didja' ever get one of them days
Ya get up in the morning and turn the shower on
You're gettin' pneumonia, the hot water is gone
Freezin' sneezin'
You wanna dry your back, a well
Didja' ever get one of them days
When there's no towel on the rack
Didja' ever
Didja' ever get
Didja' ever get one
Didja' ever get one of them
Didja' ever get one of them girls, boys
Didja' ever get one of them girls
Who's awful nice
But cold as ice
Didja' ever get one of them girls, yeah
Didja' ever get one of them girls
Yeah! Girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls
You're at a drive-in movie
With a cute brunette
A countin' on the kisses that you figure to get
Closer, closer, then she hollers ho!
Didja' ever get one of them girls
Who just wants to watch the show
Show, show, show, show, show, show, show, show
Didja' ever
Didja' ever get
Didja' ever get one
Didja' ever get one of them
Didja' ever get one of them days, boy
Didja' ever get one of them days
When nothin' is right
From mornin' to night
Didja' ever get one of them days, boy
Didja' ever get one of them days
You're on a Sunday picnic
And then it starts to pour
You run through poison ivy, scratch until you're sore
Ants come dancin', carry off the bread
Didja' ever get one of them days
When you should a-stayed in bed
Didja' ever
Didja' ever get
Didja' ever get one
Didja' ever get one of them
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Well, it's one for the money,
Two for the show,
Three to get ready,
Now go, cat, go.
But don't you step on my blue suede shoes.
You can do anything but lay off of my Blue suede shoes.
Well, you can knock me down,
Step in my face,
Slander my name
All over the place.
Do anything that you want to do, but uh-uh,
Honey, lay off of my shoes
Don't you step on my Blue suede shoes.
You can do anything but lay off of my blue suede shoes.
You can burn my house,
Steal my car,
Drink my liquor
From an old fruitjar.
Do anything that you want to do, but uh-uh,
Honey, lay off of my shoes
Don't you step on my blue suede shoes.
You can do anything but lay off of my blue suede shoes
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I gave my heart
I gave my love
Oh ho, my darling
I am true
Doin' the best
The best I can
But it's not good enough for you
I tried so hard
So hard to please
Oh ho, my darling
What more can I do
Doin' the best
The best I can
But it's not good enough for you
You know I was the kind who'd run
Any time you'd call
I guess I was the only one
Who didn't mind at all
I'll be a dreamer
I'll be a fool
Oh ho, my darling
My whole life through
Doin' the best
The best I can
But it's not good enough for you
You know I was the kind who'd run
Any time you'd call
I guess I was the only one
Who didn't mind at all
I'll be a dreamer
I'll be a fool
Oh ho, my darling
My whole life through
Doin' the best
The best I can
But it's not good enough for you
But it's not good enough for you
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