Testi:
Barbra Streisand Barbra And Other Musical Instruments

Don't ever leave me Now that you're here Here is where you belong... Everyth... er...

find him Round and round and round my door I got starlight I got sweet dream I got my man Who can ask for anything more I got rhythm I got music I got

Johnny can only play one note And the note he plays is this This is just a little samba Built upon a single note Other notes are bound to follow But

And then there were none Hun, you know... I've always wanted the chance To recite some high-tech poetry Everyone's e critic Ah, I like the sound Alone

bore And I could here the boy next door was having fun And that was something that I'd really never done When I was a little girl I wanted to be a soprano But I had to sit and practice on my rotten old piano Playing major scales and

What do I really hear What is in the ear of my mind Which sounds are true and clear And which will never be defined The sweetest sounds I'll ever hear

come back to me Blast you high, hear me call Must I fight City Hall Here and now, damn it all, come back to me What on Earth must I do Scream and yell

Every one knows I'm second hand Rose From Second Avenue I got rhythm, I got rhythm, I got rhythm I got rhythm, I got rhythm, I got rhythm I got rhythm

Traduzione: Streisand, Barbra. Persone (da Barbra e altri strumenti musicali).