Say, I have no use for other sweets of any kind Baby since the day you came around But from the start I instantly made up my mind No sweeter sweetness
I can't give you anything but love, baby That's the only thing I'm plenty of, baby Dream a while, scheme a while, baby You're sure to find happiness and
Yes, I got rhythm, I got music I got my gal, who could ask for anything more? I got daisies in green pastures I've got my gal, who would ask for anything
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Gone fishin' instead of just a-wishin' Papa Bing Yeah, Louis I stopped by your place a time or two lately And you aren't home either Well, I'm a busy man Louis
Dear Dolly I still get jealous When they look at you I may not show it, but I do It's more than I can bear When they start to stare 'Cause they think
I'll see you in my dreams And then I'll hold you in my dreams Someone took you right out of my arms Still I feel the thrill of your charms Lips that
Kiss me once and kiss me twice Then kiss me once again It's been a long, long time Haven't felt like this, my dear Since I can't remember when It's been
Yes, I guess I'll get the papers and go home Like I've been doin' ever since we've been apart I get some consolation when I read Of someone else's lonely
I touch your lips and all at once the sparks go flying Those devil lips that know so well the art of lying And though I see the danger, still the flames
Just dig that scenery floating by We're now approaching Newport, Rhode I We've been, for years, in Variety But Cholly Knickerbocker, now we're going to
Yes, all of me, why not take all of me baby Yes, can't you see? I'm no good without you Take my arms, I'll never use them Take my lips, I want to lose
Yeah, haa haa, so, haa haa, wait on wait on Up lazy river where the old mill run Meet the lazy river with the noon day sun Linger in the shade of a kind
Lazybones, sleepin' in the sun How you 'spect to get your day's work done? You can't get your day's work done Sleepin' in the noon day sun Lazybones,
Pops, did you hear the story of long John Dean? Not yet drummer A bold bank robber from Bowlin' Green Was sent to the jail house yesterday But late last
Baby, baby I wanna be with you tonight If I could be with you, I'd love you strong If I could be with you, I'd love you long I want you to know that
I'm lyin' to myself, cryin' to myself Tryin' to make believe my baby's on the shelf But it's more than I can do Tryin' to find a way to bluff it through
've got the banjoes strummin' and plunkin' out A tune to beat the band The whole plantation's hummin' since you brought Dixie back to Dixieland You make your Louis