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These lyrics also include the 3 bonus-tracks
which only appear on the Japanese-cd-version
When he talks
He is seeking
words to get
On his chest
Horizontally speaking
he's at his very best
vexed again
oh yes, perplexed again
thank God, I can be oversexed again
bewitched bothered and bewildered
Am I
Now I shout it
from the highest hill
Even told
the golden daffodils
At last my heart's
an open door
And my secret love's
no secret anymore
Now I shout it
from the highest hill
I Even told
the golden daffodils
And lost my heart's
an open door
And my secret love's
no secret
My secret love's
no secret
My secret love's
no secret anymore
Black Coffee
(P.F. Webster / S. Burke)
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I'm feelin'mighty lonesome,
haven't slept a wink
I walk the floor and watch
the door and in between
I drink black coffee
Love's hand me down brew
I'll never know a Sunday
In this weekday room
I'm talkin' to the shadows
One o'clock till four
And Lord, how slow
the moments go
When all I do is pour
black coffee
Since the blues caught my eye
I'm hangin'out on Monday
my Sunday dreams to dry
Now a man is born to go a lovin'
A woman's born to weep and fret
To stay at home and
tend her over
And drown het past regrets
in coffee and cigarettes!
I'm moanin' all the mornin'
And mournin' all the night
And in between it's nicotine
And not much heart to fight
black coffee
Feelin'low as the ground
It's drivin' me crazy
This waiting for my baby
To maybe come around
We used to go out
walking hand in hand
You told me all the big
things you had planned
It wasn't long
till all your dreams came true
Success put me in second
place with you
If we could share
an evening now and then
I'm sure we'd find true
happiness again
You never hold me
like you used to do
Oh, it's funny what success
has done to you
I never changed
I'm still the same
I never changed
Stop what you're saying
You're killing me
And am i not your girl?
Am i not your girl?
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Am i not?
I kept my promise
Don't keep your distance
I couldn't aspire
To anything higher
Then to fill a desire
to make you my own
I couldn't aspire
To anything higher
Then to fill a desire
to make you my own
tada tada ta tada
Gloomy Sunday
(L. Javor / R. Seress / Lewis)
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Sunday is gloomy,
My hours are slumberless,
Dearest the shadows
I live with are numberless
Little white flowers will
never awaken you
Not where the black coach
of sorrow has taken you
Angels have no thought of
ever returning you
Would they be angry
if I thought of joining you
Gloomy Sunday.
Sunday is gloomy
with shadows I spend it all
My heart and I have
decided to end it all
Soon there'll be flowers
and prayers that are sad,
I know, let them not weep,
let then know
that I'm glad to go
Death is no dream,
for in death I'm caressing you
With the last breath of my
soul I'll be blessing you
Gloomy Sunday
Dreaming
I was only dreaming
I wake and I find you
asleep in the deep of
my heart dear
Love Letters
(E. Heyman / V. Young)
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How Insensitive
(V. de Moraes / A.C. Jobim / Gimbel)
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How insensitive
I must have seemed
when he told me
that he loved me.
How unmoved and cold
I must have seemed
when he said it
so sincerely.
It's strange,
how we are changed
by the things that seem so small
One look can write a book
One touch can say it all
It's strange,
how we are changed
by the things that seem so small
One look can write a book
One touch can say it all
Scarlett ribbons
(J. Segal / E. Danzig)
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If I live to be a hundred
I will never know from where
Came those ribbons, scarlet ribbons
Scarlet ribbons for her hair