Ella Fitzgerald - Drop me off in harlem
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Drop me off in Harlem,any place in Harlem,
There s someone waiting there
who makes it seem like
Heaven up in Harlem.
I don t want your Dixie,
you can keep your Dixie,
there s no one down in Dixie who can take me
way from my hot Harlem,
Harlem has those southern skies,
they re in my baby s smile, I
idolize my baby s eyes and
classy up-town style,
If Harlem moved to China,
I know of nothing finer,
Than to stow away on a plane some day and have them
drop me off in Harlem.
Harlem has those southern skies,
they re in my baby s smile, I
idolize my baby s eyes and
classy up-town style,
If Harlem moved to China,
I know of nothing finer,
Than to stow away on a plane some day and have them
drop me off in Harlem.
If Harlem moved to China
I know nothing finer than to be in Harlem
Inne utwory
Losowe utwory
Question faith
Can’t see the truth in triggered words
Don’t need a mountain for a wall
See the big old moon spin around the world
Somehow it makes me feel so small
I know I’ve been living the simple life, really that’s the main thing
Nowadays nobody speaks about the way...
Don’t need a mountain for a wall
See the big old moon spin around the world
Somehow it makes me feel so small
I know I’ve been living the simple life, really that’s the main thing
Nowadays nobody speaks about the way...
Śpiewa Wiesław (ruszcie księżyc)
Ruszcie księżyc kolanem
śpijcie z sercem na zmianę
bądźcie bo trzeba wszystko
myślcie myśli się myślą
rzućcie karty z rękawa
lećcie bo warto spadać
jeśli skrzydła połamie wiatr
nie ma kłopotów nie ma odlotów
szumcie głosem pokoleń
stańcie po słusznej stronie
zwykła konieczność zmieni was
skłoni do racji...
śpijcie z sercem na zmianę
bądźcie bo trzeba wszystko
myślcie myśli się myślą
rzućcie karty z rękawa
lećcie bo warto spadać
jeśli skrzydła połamie wiatr
nie ma kłopotów nie ma odlotów
szumcie głosem pokoleń
stańcie po słusznej stronie
zwykła konieczność zmieni was
skłoni do racji...
Za intro
Hi, have you ever wondered what it would be like to listen to some music?
Well this is your big chance.
You see, music is much like a brochetted butterfly, with a shadowy prominade of effervescence, yet sloos down the bottom of misty moutains of darkness.
Like a flirtatious flounder upon a non-reflecting...
Well this is your big chance.
You see, music is much like a brochetted butterfly, with a shadowy prominade of effervescence, yet sloos down the bottom of misty moutains of darkness.
Like a flirtatious flounder upon a non-reflecting...
Lonely nights
As long as I can be with you,
As long as we can make it through,
I will hold you close
And never let you go,
And have no more lonely nights.
I, I want you,
You know just how I feel
As long as we can make it through,
I will hold you close
And never let you go,
And have no more lonely nights.
I, I want you,
You know just how I feel
Why me?
Why me, Lord?
What have I ever done to deserve even one
Of the pleasures I ve known
Lord, what did I ever do to deserve loving You
And the kindness You ve shown
Lord help me Jesus I ve wasted it...
So help...
What have I ever done to deserve even one
Of the pleasures I ve known
Lord, what did I ever do to deserve loving You
And the kindness You ve shown
Lord help me Jesus I ve wasted it...
So help...