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Jimmy machugh, loesser |
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All day long before my eyes come little visions of you, |
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They shouldn't, they mustn't, but they do. |
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Can't get out of this mood, |
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Can't get over this feeling, |
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Can't get out of this mood, |
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Last night your lips were appealing, |
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The thrill should have been all gone by today, in the usual way, |
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But it's only your arms that i'm out of. |
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Can't get out of this dream |
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What a fool to dream of you, |
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Twasn't part of my scheme to sigh and tell you that i love you, |
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But now i'm saying it, i'm playing it dumb, |
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Can't get out of this mood, |
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Heartbreak here i come. |
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I can't get over this feeling, |
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Last night your lips were appealing, |
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The thrill should have been all gone by today, in the usual way, |
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But it's only your arms that i'm out of. |
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What a fool to dream of you, |
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To sigh and tell you that i love you, |
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But now i'm playing it, now i'm playing it dumb, |
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I can't get out of this mood, |
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Heartbreak, heartbreak here i come. |
