[ Too Many Rules ] |
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I got home last night at ten past two |
My folks turned blue |
Their tempers flew |
I've got to be in bed by quarter to ten |
There go those rules again |
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Too many rules, too many rules |
Folks are just fools makin |
Too many rules |
I pray to stars above |
I haven't lost your love |
'Cause there are too many rules * |
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When you call me on the telephone |
It's not my own |
They've made it known |
So you must call me only now and then |
There go those rules again |
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My kid brother's always on my trail |
I can't escape that tattle-tale |
I hope you understand |
What I'm goin' through |
I don't know what to do |
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'Cause there are too many rules |
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[ Vacation ] |
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V-A-C-A-T-I-O-N in the summer sun |
Put away the books, we're out of school |
The weather's warm but we'll play it cool |
We're on vacation, havin' lots of fun |
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V-A-C-A-T-I-O-N in the summer sun |
We're gonna grab a bite at the pizza stand |
Write love letters in the sand |
We're on vacation and the world is ours |
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V-A-C-A-T-I-O-N under summer stars |
Yeah, we'll hop in a jalopy to a drive-in movie |
and never look at tha show |
We're gonna hug and kiss just like this |
and I can't wait to go,go,go |
We're gonna mashed potato to a jukebox tune |
Park your car 'neath an August moon |
We're on vacation till the start of the fall |
V-A-C-A-T-I-O-N, we're gonna have a ball, go !! |
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V-A-C-A-T-I-O-N, gonna have a ball |
Uh-huh, we'll hop in a jalopy to a drive-in movie |
and never look at the show |
We're gonna hug and kiss just like this |
and I can't wait to go,go,go |
We're gonna mashed potato to a jukebox tune |
Park your car 'neath an August moon |
We're on vacation till the start of the fall |
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V-A-C-A-T-I-O-N, we're gonna have a ball, yeah |
V-A-C-A-T-I-O-N, gonna have a ball |
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[ Where the boys are ] |
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Where the boys are, someone waits for me, |
a smilin' face, a warm embrace, two arms to hold me tenderly. |
Where the boys are, my true love will be, |
he's walkin' down some street in town, |
and I know he's lookin' there for me. |
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In the crowd of a million people I'll find my Valentine, |
and then I'll climb to the highest steeple |
and tell the world he's mine. |
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Till he holds me I'll wait impatiently, |
where the boys are, where the boys are, |
where the boys are, someone waits for me. * |
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[ Someone Else's Boy ] |
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Whoa-oh-oh, |
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa |
Whoa-oh-oh, |
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, |
In the lonely night, |
I wake up to find, |
Someone else's boy, |
Always on my mind, |
But he doesn't know, |
How much I really love him so. |
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Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, |
Though it isn't right, |
When I dream like this, |
I long to hold him tight, |
And to taste his kiss, |
And then I wake to find, |
He's someone else's boy, |
Not mi-i-i-i-ine. |
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Whenever I see them together, |
It breaks my poor heart in two, |
I know that I should forget him, |
"Cause he's her guy, |
But what can I do? |
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Whoa,whoa,whoa whoa, |
How I hope and pray, |
To the Lord above, |
To send me down a boy, |
One that I can love, |
Who'll be mine alone, |
And not someone else's boy. * |
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Whoa-oh-oh, |
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, |
Whoa-oh-oh, |
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, |
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[ 夢のデート ] 詞 : 浜口 庫之助 |
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Whoa-oh-oh, |
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa |
Whoa-oh-oh, |
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, |
夢に見た恋人は友達の |
恋人よ皮肉だわ |
こんないやな夢 |
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Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa |
良くないと知りながら友達の |
その人を抱きしめてしまったあの夢 |
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思い出すたびに泣きたくなるのよ |
みじめな私の皮肉なあの夢 |
Hi, hi, hi, hi |
キスしてもかまわない私だけの恋人を |
抱きしめる夢を見たいわ * |
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Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa |
Hi, hi, hi, hi |
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa |
Hi, hi, hi, hi |
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[ Pretty Little Baby ] |
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I'll follow the boys, wherever they go |
I'll follow the boys, 'cause in my heart I know |
I know that somewhere, somewhere along the way |
I'll find my love, my own true love, someday |
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And there'll be no place too far, no ocean too wide |
Wherever he goes, I'll be right by his side |
I'll follow the boys, and wait until the time |
Till that boy that I'm following is mine |
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There'll be no place too far, no ocean too wide |
Wherever he goes, I'll be right by his side |
So I'll follow the boys, and wait until the time |
Till that wonderful boy that I'm following is mine |
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[ Lipstick On Your Collar ] |
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When you left me all alone |
At the record hop |
Told me tou were going out |
For a soda pop |
You were gone for quite a while |
Half an hour or more |
You came back and man oh man |
This is what I saw |
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Lipstick on you collar |
Told a tale on you |
Lipstick on you collar |
Said you were untrue |
Bet your bottom dollar |
You and I are through |
Coz lipstick on you collar |
Told a tale on you * |
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You said it belonged to me |
Made me stop and think |
Then I noticed yours was red |
And mine was baby pink |
Who walked in but Mary-Jane |
Were you smooching my best friend |
Guess the answer's yes |
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Boy, told a tale on you |
Told a tale on you |
Told a tale on you … |
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[ I’m Gonna Be Warm This Winter ] |
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We met at a ski lodge, and we fell in love |
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Right by a fireplace, |
We shared our first embrace |
And then inside my heart, |
I felt a fire start |
It's gonna snow outside, the weather will be cold |
But I'm gonna be warm this winter uh huh |
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Each time your lips touch mine, |
They taste like sparkling wine |
I feel so warm a glow, |
Just 'cause I love you so |
It's cozy in your arms, I'm yours to have and to hold |
And I'm gonna be warm this winter |
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Ice skating on a frozen lake |
Sleigh-riding down a mountainside |
Roasting popcorn, dancing till the dawn |
That was how I knew love was born-born-born-born |
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It's just like make-believe |
Each night is New Year's Eve |
Each day is Christmas Day |
You make me feel this way |
It's gonna snow outside, the weather will be cold |
But I'm gonna be warm this winter |
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It's gonna snow outside, the weather will be cold |
But I'm gonna be warm this winter |
Whoa, whoa, whoa, honey, make me warm this winter |
Mmmm, baby, make me warm this winter |
Whoa, whoa, whoa, I'll be warm this winter |
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