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By Michael Feinstein, Is it an earthquake
Or simply a shock?
Is it the good
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By Michael Feinstein, When they begin the beguine
It brings back the sound of
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By Michael Feinstein, I know why I've waited, know why I've been blue
Prayed
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By Michael Feinstein, Romance is a game for fools, I used to say
A
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By Michael Feinstein, We are not in a position to display these lyrics
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By Michael Feinstein, It's the wrong time and the wrong place
Though your face
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By Michael Feinstein, I hear music when I look at you
A beautiful theme
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By Michael Feinstein, I'd like to get away, honey
Somewhere alone with you
It could
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By Michael Feinstein, You go to my head and you linger
Like a haunting
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By Michael Feinstein, You're near, that moment's here
I'm almost in your arms
Tonight, the
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By Michael Feinstein, The twinkling of the fireflies
The winding mountain trail
The stars reflected
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By Michael Feinstein, I know a spot, peaceful and fair
I'd be so happy
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By Michael Feinstein, For love alone, I did what otherwise I never could
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By Michael Feinstein, How often is someone concerned with the tiniest thread of
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By Michael Feinstein, Summer is the season
When for no good reason love pays
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By Michael Feinstein, As soon as I have saved a little nest egg
I
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By Michael Feinstein, Nobody but you
Nobody will do
I have seen them all
But didn't
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By Michael Feinstein, Love is rare, life is strange
Nothing lasts, people change
Every time
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By Michael Feinstein, I should feel all so flurried but I don't
I should
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By Michael Feinstein, Song, music that seemed to blur
All that my heart would
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By Michael Feinstein, Honey, mascara your eyebrow and come with me
We're gonna step
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By Michael Feinstein, One day an archaeologist was digging underground
And he dug through
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By Michael Feinstein, Once a lonely caterpillar sat and cried
To a sympathetic beetle
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By Michael Feinstein, There will be rainbows, there will be sunsets
And there'll be
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By Michael Feinstein, Though the world has grown cold
We can vanish the chill
We
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By Michael Feinstein, In the evening when the cattle's [Incomprehensible]
An old familiar feeling
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By Michael Feinstein, Must I memorize a book
To be considered wise
When I can