Mostrando entradas con la etiqueta PERRY COMO. Mostrar todas las entradas
Mostrando entradas con la etiqueta PERRY COMO. Mostrar todas las entradas

domingo, 10 de abril de 2011

Perry Como - Wanted

Perry Como - Wanted



Wanted, someone who kissed me
And held me closely, then stole my heart
Wanted, someone I trusted
Who gave no warning we'd ever part

She was last seen hiding out in someone's arms
He knew nothing of the danger in her charms
A jury may find her guilty
But I'd forgive her if I could see
A signed confession that she's repented
And really wanted no one but me

[Musical Interlude]

Wanted, someone who kissed me
And held me closely, then stole my heart
Wanted, someone I trusted
Who gave no warning that we'd ever part

She was last seen hiding out in someone's arms
He knew nothing of the danger in her charms
A jury may find her guilty
But I'd forgive her if I could see
A signed confession that she's repented
And really wanted no one but me


Perry Como - Wanted Lyrics @ LyricsTime.com

lunes, 24 de enero de 2011

Perry Como - Don't Let The Stars Get In Your Eyes

Perry Como - Don't Let The Stars Get In Your Eyes



Don’t let the stars get in your eyes,
Don’t let the moon break your heart!
Love blooms at night,
In daylight it dies,
Don’t let the stars get in your eyes,
Don’t keep your heart from me,
For some day I’ll return,
And you know you’re the only one I’ll ever love!

Too many nights! ( Too many nights! )
Too many stars! ( Too many stars! )
Too many moons could change your mind!
( Don’t let the moon change your mind! )

If I’m gone too long,
Don’t forget where you belong,
When the stars come out remember you are mine!

Don’t let the stars get in your eyes,
Don’t let the moon break your heart!
Love blooms at night,
In daylight it dies,
Don’t let the stars get in your eyes,
Don’t keep your heart from me,
For some day I’ll return,
And you know you’re the only one I’ll ever love!

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( Don’t let the stars get in your eyes,
. . . Don’t let the moon break your heart! )

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( Pa pa pa pia, pa pa pa pia . . . )

Too many miles! ( Too many miles! )
Too many days! ( Too many days! )
Too many nights to be alone! ( Too many nights all alone! )
Oh! please keep your heart, while we are apart,
Don’t you linger in the moonlight when I’m gone! ( While I’m gone! )

Don’t let the stars get in your eyes,
Don’t let the moon break your heart!
( Don’t let the moon break your heart! )
Love blooms at night,
In daylight it dies,
Don’t let the stars get in your eyes,
Don’t keep your heart from me,
For some day I’ll return,
And you know you’re the only one I’ll ever love!
( I’ll ever love! ) I’ll ever love!

You’re the only one! ( You’re the only one! )
I’ll ever love!

miércoles, 5 de enero de 2011

Perry Como - Fontane Sisters - Hoop-Dee-Doo - 1950

Perry Como - Fontane Sisters - Hoop-Dee-Doo - 1950



Hoop-Dee-Doo, Hoop-Dee-Doo

I hear a polka and my troubles are through

Hoop-Dee-Dee, Hoop-Dee-Dee

This kind of music is like heaven to me

Hoop-Dee-Doo, Hoop-Dee-Doo

Has got me higher than a kite

Hand me down my soup and fish, I am gonna get my wish

Hoop-Dee-Doin' it tonight



When there's a trombone playin' I get a thrill, I always will

When there's a concertina stretched about a mile

I always smile 'cause that's my style

When there's a fiddle in the middle oh it really is a riddle how he plays a tune so sweet

Plays a tune so sweet that I could die Lead me to the floor and hear me yell for more

'cause I'm a Hoop-Dee-Doin' kind of guy



(Hoop-Dee-Doo), Hoop-Dee-Doo

(Hoop-Dee-Doo), Hoop-De-Doo

(I hear a polka and my troubles are through)-ha, ha, ha, ha

(Hoop-Dee-Doo), Hoop-Dee-Doo

(Hoop-Dee-Dee) Hoop-De-Dee

(This kind of music is like heaven to me)



Oh, Hoop-Dee-Doo (Hoop-Dee-Doo)

Hoop-Dee-Doo (Hoop-Dee-Doo)

Has got me higher than a kite

Hand me down my soup and fish, I am gonna get my wish

Hoop-Dee-Doin' it tonight



(When there's a trombone playin') (He gets a thrill) I get a thrill, I always will (He always will)

(When there's a concertina) stretched about a mile

I always smile (You'll see him smile) 'cause that's my style (Oh, that's his style)

When there's a fiddle in the middle oh it really is a riddle how he plays a tune so sweet

(Plays a tune so sweet that we could die) Ah, yes lead me to the floor and hear me yell

for more 'cause I'm a Hoop-Dee-Doin' kind of guy



<>Oh, Hoop-Dee-Doo, Hoop-Dee-Doo

It's got us higher than a kite

They're in clover, we're in bloom, when we're dancin' give us room

Hoop-De-Doin' it with all of our might

Rain may fall and snow may come, nothin's gonna stop us from

Hoop-Dee-Doin' it

Hoop-Dee-Doin' it

Hoop-Dee-Doin' it tonight