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By Blossom Dearie, (Ben Ryan)
Plus je t'embrasse, plus j'aime t'embrasser
Plus je t'enlace, plus
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By Blossom Dearie, (Howard Dietz/Arthur Schwartz)
Copper comes from Arizona
Peaches come from Georgia
And lobsters
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By Blossom Dearie, (George Gershwin/Ira Gershwin)
There's a saying old says that love is
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By Blossom Dearie, Completely round is the perfect pearl,
the oyster manufactures
Completely round
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By Blossom Dearie, (Ralph Blane/Hugh Martin)
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By Blossom Dearie, (Con Conrad/Herbert Magidson)
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By Blossom Dearie, (Goodman/Wallington)
Life is a riddle
And you're in the middle of love
Hey
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By Blossom Dearie, (Cy Coleman/Joseph Allan McCarthy)
The Riviera
On every street a gay casino
Where
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By Blossom Dearie, (Oscar Hammerstein II/Richard Rodgers)
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By Blossom Dearie, (George Gershwin/Ira Gershwin)
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By Blossom Dearie, (Marty Clark/Bob Haymes)
When I was young I lived in a
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By Blossom Dearie, (Lorenz Hart/Richard Rodgers)
Thou swell, thou witty, thou sweet, thou grand
Wouldst
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By Blossom Dearie, (Clausier/Mercadier)
Tout doux, tout doux, tout doucement
Toujours, tout doux, tout
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By Blossom Dearie, (Barr/McGregor)
If you've never been in love
And you're longing for the
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By Blossom Dearie, (Lorenz Hart/Richard Rodgers)
Wait till you see him
See how he looks
Wait
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By Blossom Dearie, (Cy Coleman/Carolyn Leigh)
When in Spain
For reasons I don't explain
I remain
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By Blossom Dearie, (Bob Haymes)
You for me
Only you can do the things that
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By Blossom Dearie, Buckle down, Winsocki, buckle down
You can win, Winsocki, if you
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By Blossom Dearie, Dusty Springfield, that's a pretty name
It even sounds like a
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By Blossom Dearie, I got myself a hat with cherries
And a brand new
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By Blossom Dearie, Life upon the wicked stage ain't ever what a girl
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By Blossom Dearie, Love is the reason you were born
Love was the gleam
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By Blossom Dearie, Speakin' of the devil
Well, here I am
May I come in?
Feelin'
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By Blossom Dearie, I have a feeling that beneath the little halo on
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By Blossom Dearie, It's I don't know
It's what you're called
It's words escape me
Oh,
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By Blossom Dearie, Into a cabaret
One fatal day
A little songbird flew
Found it so
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By Blossom Dearie, I'm discontented
with homes that are rented
So I have invented my
