Can't say (I've) found out, (I) can't tell you What's all about. Don't know who does, (I) tell you to Beware, my love. Beware, my love. Beware
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Ground rice, sugar, vinegar, seco salt, macaroni too, Cook of the house, I'm the cook of the house. No matter where I serve my guests, They seem
I guess you never knew, Dear boy, what you had found, I guess you never knew, Dear boy, that she was just the cutest thing around. I guess you never
Bip bop, bip bip bop Bip bop, bip bip band Dig your bottom dollar Put it in your hand Try to hang out Underneath the stand Put your hands together
Give Ireland back to the Irish Don't make them have to take it away Give Ireland back to the Irish Make Ireland Irish today Great Britian you are
We've already said goodbye, Since you've gotta go, Oh, you better go now, go now, go now, go now, Before you see me crying. I don't want you to tell
are my song, I am your singer. You are my one, you are my own melody, You are my song, I am your singer. Someday when we're singing We will fly away, going winging
You should have seen me with the poker man, I had a honey and I bet a grand, Just in the nick of time I looked at his hand. I was talking to an Eskimo
Oh! Lady Madonna, children at your feet, Wonders how you manage to make ends meet. Who finds the money when you pay the rent, Did you know that
Someone's knockin' at the door. Somebody's ringin' the bell. Someone's knockin' at the door. Somebody's ririgin' the bell. Do me a favor, Open the
I got a little woman I can really love, My woman fit me like a little glove. You know I'll always love My little woman love. I take her home most
When you were young and your heart was an open book You used to say life and let life (you know you did, you know you did you know you did) But in
Baby, love is strange Many many people, take it for a game My sweet baby, love is strange Yeah yeah Many many people, take it for a game Yeah yeah
Looking like a rag doll Mama's little girl Singing like a skylark Mama's little girl Better give me some time for this heart of mine Cause I just
Mary had a little lamb, His fleece was white as snow, Ev'rywhere that mary went, That lamb was sur to go. And you could hear them singing: La,