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Tuesday, December 9, 2014

Michael Bublé | White Christmas


What are you dreaming of?

I'm dreaming of a White Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know
Where the treetops glisten
And children listen
To hear sleigh bells in the snow

I'm dreaming of a White Christmas
With every Christmas card I write
"May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmases be white"

(I'm dreaming of a White Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know
Where the treetops glisten
And children listen
To hear sleigh bells in the snow)

(I'm dreaming of a White Christmas
With every Christmas card I write
"May your days be merry and bright")

"And may all your Christmases be white"

Wednesday, November 26, 2014

MICHAEL BUBLE - SWAY | LIVE IN CONCERT (HD 720p)





When marimba rhythms start to play
Dance with me, make me sway
Like a lazy ocean hugs the shore
Hold me close, sway me more

Like a flower bending in the breeze
Bend with me, sway with ease
When we dance you have a way with me
Stay with me, sway with me

Other dancers may be on the floor
Dear, but my eyes will see only you
Only you have that magic technique
When we sway I go weak

I can hear the sounds of violins
Long before it begins
Make me thrill as only you know how
Sway me smooth, sway me now

Other dancers may be on the floor
Dear, but my eyes will see only you
Only you have that magic technique
When we sway I go weak

I can hear the sounds of violins
Long before it begins
Make me thrill as only you know how
Sway me smooth, sway me now

When marimba rhythms start to play
Dance with me, make me sway
Like a lazy ocean hugs the shore
Hold me close, sway me more

Like a flower bending in the breeze
Bend with me, sway with ease
When we dance you have a way with me
Stay with me, sway with me

When marimba start to play
Hold me close, make sway
Like a ocean hugs the shore
Hold me close, sway me more

Like a flower bending in the breeze
Bend with me, sway with ease
When we dance you have a way with me
Stay with me, sway with me

Tuesday, November 25, 2014

Michael Bublé - Save the Last Dance for Me






You can dance every dance with the guy
Who gives you the eye, let him hold you tight
You can smile every smile for the man
Who held your hand 'neath the pale moonlight
But don't forget who's taking you home
And in whose arms you're gonna be
So darlin', save the last dance for me, mmm
Oh, I know that the music's fine
Like sparkling wine go and have your fun
Laugh and sing but while we're apart
Don't give your heart to anyone
But don't forget who's taking you home
And in whose arms you're gonna be
So darlin', save the last dance for me, mmm
Baby, don't you know I love you so?
Can't you feel it when we touch?
I will never, never let you go
I love you, oh, so much
You can dance, go and carry on
Till the night is gone and it's time to go
If he asks, if you're all alone
Can he take you home, you must tell him, no
'Cause don't forget who's taking you home
And in whose arm's you're gonna be
So darlin', save the last dance for me
'Cause don't forget who's taking you home
And in whose arm's you're gonna be
So darlin', save the last dance for me, mmm
Save the last dance for me, mmm, mmm
Save the last dance for me, mmm
Save the last dance for me
Songwriters
POMUS, DOC / SHUMAN, MORT


Read more: The Drifters - Save The Last Dance For Me Lyrics | MetroLyrics

Sunday, November 23, 2014

"Weird" Al Yankovic - Amish Paradise


 
 
 

What is – "Paradise" –

What is –  "Paradise" –
Who live there –
Are they "Farmers" –
Do they "hoe" –
Do they know that this is "Amherst" –
And that I –  am coming –  too –
Do they wear "new shoes" –  in "Eden" –
Is it always pleasant –  there –
Won't they scold us –  when we're hungry –
Or tell God –  how cross we are –
You are sure there's such a person
As "a Father" –  in the sky –
So if I get lost –  there –  ever –
Or do what the Nurse calls "die" –
I shan't walk the "Jasper" –  barefoot –
Ransomed folks –  won't laugh at me –
Maybe –  "Eden" a'n't so lonesome
As New England used to be!
                                                            F241 (1861)  215
We learn here that Dickinson found New England “lonesome.”