Billie Holiday - Miss Brown to you

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Who do you think is comin to town

You ll never guess who
Lovable, hugable Emily Brown
Miss Brown to you
What if the rain comes pattering down
My heaven is blue
Can it be sending me Emily Brown
Miss Brown to you
I know her eyes will thrill ya
But go slow, oh, oh
Don t you all get too familiar
Why do you think she s comin to town
Just wait and you ll see
The lovable little Miss Brown to you
Is baby to me, yes, yes
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Inne utwory

  • If my heart could only talk
  • A sailboat in the moonlight
  • How am I to know
  • God bless the child
  • More than you know
  • Romance in the dark
  • P.S. I love you
  • Some other spring
  • Farewell to storyville
  • Strange fruit
  • Body and soul
  • Nice work if you can get it
  • Jeepers creepers
  • Georgia on my mind
  • Do your duty
  • Losowe utwory

    Promoter

    (Of Earthbound Causes)

    Warmed up my motor, swindled the promoter
    Took a lunatic for a ride
    And a little voice said inside my head
    Rosemary baby, I got the thyme

    Suffering madness and the Pharoah’s plague
    I, Akhenaten tell you some other day
    No thank you, that’s enough for me
    A little bit of Ritalin goes a long...

    All shook up

    Well, bless my soul, what s wrong with me?
    I m itching like a man on a fuzzy tree
    My friends say I m actin queer as a bug
    I m in love...I m all shook up
    Uh huh huh, oh, hey, yeah, yeah

    Well, my hands are shaky and my knees are weak
    I...

    Lekcja o miłości

    1. Dziewczyno ty powróci tutaj,
    tu do tej krainy
    gdzie Ciebie pierwszy raz,
    gdzie pierwszy raz ciebie zobaczyłem
    to Cie pokochałem na taki długi czas.

    Ref:
    (Lekcja, lekcja o miłośći,
    na której byłaś...

    Killing my love

    You re gonna destroy my love
    With your actions you destroy my heart
    You give me always bad surprises tell me tell me why
    You treat my feelings like a toy

    Baby make up make up make up
    Your mind s time wake up...

    The living dead

    Eyelash dead on a pale white cheek
    Couldn’t stay awake to bleed
    I drank long and deep from the fount unwillingly pouring it in
    What I did suck from that scentless mouth was the taste of the nothing

    What is the life for the dead at heart?

    What my soul...