January 29, 2006

  • Just posting song lyrics today. . Hee hee, I've been listening to WAY too much Michael Buble.

    Guess I'm Falling for you.

    When I look into your eyes
    I see sunshine
    The coulds are blown away
    I hope you're here to stay
    'Cause I've got me needing more of you
    Guess I'm falling for you

    You walk away
    My eyes caress you
    Then you turn and smile
    You've caught me thinkin' of love with you
    Guess I'm falling, I may be falling for you

    Since I met you days are brighter
    Life's uneven loads are lighter
    When I hear you whisper the words I long to hear dear
    Now I look into your eyes
    I'm lost in knowing that you are all I want
    My need for you is growing
    Guess I'm falling, I think I'm falling for you
    Think about falling for me too

    Put your head on my shoulder

    Hold me in your arms, baby
    Squeeze me oh so tight
    Show me that you love me too.

    Put your lips close to mine, dear
    Won't you kiss me once, baby
    Just a kiss good-night
    Maybe you and I will fall in love.

    People say that love's a game
    A game you just can't win.
    If there's a way
    I'll find it some day
    And then this fool will rush in.

    Put your head on my shoulder
    Whisper in my ear baby
    Words I want to hear tell me
    Tell me that you love me too.

    Put your head on my shoulder
    Whisper in my ear baby
    Put your head on my shoulder.

    Mack the Knife

    Oh, the shark has pretty teeth, dear
    And it shows them pearly white
    Just a jackknife has MacHeath, babe
    And it keeps it way out of sight
    When that shark bites with his teeth, dear
    Scarlet billows begin to spread
    Fancy gloves, wears old MacHeath, babe
    So there's never, never a trace of red

    On the sidewalk, one Sunday mornin
    Lies a body oozin' life
    Someone's sneakin' round that corner
    Could that someone be Mack the Knife?

    Oh there's a tugboat down, down by the river dontcha know
    Where a cement bag's just a'drooppin' on down
    That cement's there, it's there for the weight, dear
    Five'll get ya ten old Macky's back in town
    Now d'ja hear 'bout Louie Miller? He disappeared, babe
    After drawin' out all his hard-earned cash
    Now MacHeath spends, he spends like a sailor
    Could that boy have done somethin' rash?

    Ahhhh Jenny Diver, ho, Sukey Tawdry
    Ooh, Miss Lotte Lenya and old Lucy Brown
    Oh, the line forms on the right, babe
    Now that Macky's back in town

    I said Jenny Diver, whoa, Sukey Tawdry
    Miss Lotte Lenya and old Lucy Brown
    Oh, the line forms on the right, babe
    Now that Macky's back in town
    Look out, old Macky is back!

    As always
    Much Love,
    Lauren

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