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2. | Some Other Guy |
3. | I've Got A Heart |
4. | Little by Little |
5. | Won't You Give Him (One More Chance) |
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8. | Untrue Unfaithful |
9. | To Wait for Love |
10. | And I Tell the Sea |
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12. | Endlessly |
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What's new Pussycat, Woah, Woah
What's new Pussycat, Woah, Woah
Pussycat, Pussycat
I've got flowers and lots of hours
To spend with you
So go and powder your cute little Pussycat nose
Pussycat, Pussycat
I love you, yes I do
You and your Pussycat nose
What's new Pussycat, Woah, Woah
What's new Pussycat, Woah, Woah
Pussycat, Pussycat
You're so thrilling, and I'm so willing
To care for you
So go and make up your big little Pussycat eyes
Pussycat, Pussycat
I love you, yes I do
You and your Pussycat eyes
What's new Pussycat, Woah, Woah
What's new Pussycat, Woah, Woah
Pussycat, Pussycat
You're delicious and if my wishes
Can all come true
I'll soon be kissing your sweet little Pussycat lips
Pussycat, Pussycat
I love you, yes I do
You and your Pussycat lips (Woah, Woah)
You and your Pussycat eyes (Woah, Woah)
You and your Pussycat nose
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Won't You Give Him (One More Chance) |
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Bama Lama, Bama Loo
Got a gal named Lucinda
They call her the great pretender
Got a gal named Lucinda
They call her the great pretender
'Cause when she talks
She says Bama Lama, Loo
Welllllll, Bama Lama, Bama Loo
Bama Lama, Bama Loo
Bama Lama, baby, Bama Loo, yeah
Bama Lama, Bama Loo
The way she smiles, she drives me wild
Bama Lama, Bama Loo
Oh, yeah.....yoo....wah
Well, I asked my little baby for a kiss
She shook her head around like this
Asked my little baby for a kiss
She shook her head around like this
She said, wahhhhhhhhh, all right
Yeah, Bama Lama, Bama Loo
Bama Lama, Bama Loo
Bama Lama, baby, Bama Loo, yeah
Bama Lama, Bama Loo
The way she smiles
She drives me wild
Bama Lama, Bama Loo.......
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With these hands, I will cling to you,
I'm yours forever and a day.
With these hands, I will bring to you,
A tender love as warm as May.
With this heart I will sing to you,
Long after stars have lost their glow,
And with these hands, I'll provide for you,
Should there be a stormy sea,
I'll turn the tide for you,
And I'll never,
No, I'll never let you go.
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My love said to me,
"A hero you'll be,
If you bring me the rose of love."
So, today I must go where the wide riv-ers flow
Down from the hills above.
From beginning to end,
Who will guide me, my friend,
For the difficult task that she chose?
Will the sun and the rain,
From whose bosom I came,
Show me the way to The Rose?
For my true love I yearn,
But I'll never, ever return,
Till I find where that red lady grows.
When i find her, I'll sing,
And the mission bells will ring
the news that I've captured The Rose.
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