I close my eyes and there in the shadows I see your light You come to me out of my dreams across the night You take my hand though you may be so many
Double, double, toil and trouble Fire burn and cauldron bubble Double, double, toil and trouble Something wicked this way comes. Eye of newt and toe
We've learnt to kick a ball, but we're not quite cynical And we've written on the wall, John's gay He's gay And Janet's friends with John and she says
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Kor-ah, Mah-tah, Kor-ah, Rah-tah-mah. Kor-ah, Rah-tah-mah. Yood-hah, Kor-ah. Kor-ah, Syahd-ho. Rah-tah-mah, Daan-yah. Kor-ah, Kee-lah, Daan-yah. Nyo
Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas Sing a song for the glorious season Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas Sing a song for a Happy New Year Sing merrily,
Distant stars, at home up in the heavens Wonder what they see, are they watching me? Christmas star, you spin your strands of silver What a sight to see
Christmastime means laughter To buckets in the snow , Caroling together With faces of Love Stockings on the mantel, A wreath on the door And my Merriest
When you're all alone Far away from home There's a gift the angel sent When you're alone Everyday must end But the night's our friend Angels always send
Escape From The City Rolling around at the speed of sound, Got places to go, gotta follow my rainbow. Can't stick around, have to keep moving on, Guess
woke up this mornin' There was a note upon my door Said, 'Don't make me no coffee, babe 'Cause I won't be back no more' And that's all she wrote 'Dear John
Joh Yowza, "Koo nee tang, na' na' na', ah lawah. Koo nee tang" Sy Snootles, "Cha tung ee-ma chay-choo raun ta-nee-ee-choo" Rystall, Greeata and Lyn Me
We wanna be like Peter Pan We don't wanna grow up Wanna stay kids as long as we can That's our plan ! Pretty neat plan Then when it's time to be a man
Somewhere Over The Rainbow Somewhere Over The Rainbow...Way Up High There's A Land That I Heard Of Once In A Lullaby. Somewhere Over The Rainbow...
dusty and dry Come lame dancing lonely tonight When what should appear in the distance Blown hither and yon it's calamity john And he's coming to sweep
hometown of mine There was a kind old colored feller who the folks was always fond I don't even remember what his last name was we always just called him Uncle John
We've learnt to kick a ball But we're not quite cynical And we've written on the wall 'John's gay' He's gay And Janet's friends with John And she says
