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Category: - Artist:Georgia Gibbs- Contributor:Webmaster

I Want You To Be My Baby

I (I)
I want (I want)
I want you (I want you)
I want you to (I want you to)
I want you to be (what)
I want you to be my baby

Will (will)
Will you (will you)
Will you please (will you please)
Will you please tell (will you please tell)
Will you please tell me (what)
If you're going to be my baby

Listen to your mama and you never will regret it
And if anybody wonders you can tell them that I said it
The only thing I know is that I never can forget ya
I've been longin' for ya baby ever since the day I metcha
I gotcha where I want'cha and I'm never gonna let'cha
Get away from me

Hear what I tell ya
I'm the gal for you and so you'd better start to face it
If you ever lose my love you know you can't replace it
I think it's time for you to start to give me some lovin'
Carryin' a torch for you that's hotter than an oven
It's time for you to give me a little bit of lovin'
Baby, hold me tight and do what I tell you

I (I)
I want (I want)
I want you (I want you)
I want you to (I want you to)
I want you to be (what)
I want you to be my baby

Will (will)
Will you (will you)
Will you please (will you please)
Will you please tell (will you please tell)
Will you please tell me (what)
If you're going to be my baby

---- Instrumental Interlude ----

Hear what I tell ya
I'm the gal for you and so you'd better start to face it
If you ever lose my love you know you can't replace it
I think it's time for you to start to give me some lovin'
Carryin' a torch for you that's hotter than an oven
It's time for you to give me a little bit of lovin'
Baby, hold me tight and do what I tell you

I (I)
I want (I want)
I want you (I want you)
I want you to (I want you to)
I want you to be (what)
I want you to be
Want you to be
Want you to be
My baby

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Title:Que Sera, Sera
Artist: Doris Day - Contributor:Webmaster

When I was just a little girl,
I asked my mother, "What will I be?
Will I be pretty?
Will I be rich?"
Here's what she said to me:

"Que sera, sera,
Whatever will be, will be;
The future's not ours to see.
Que sera, sera,
What will be, will be."

When I was just a child in school,
I asked my teacher, "What will I try?
Should I paint pictures"
Should I sing songs?"
This was her wise reply:

"Que sera, sera,
Whatever will be, will be;
The future's not ours to see.
Que sera, sera,
What will be, will be."

When I grew up and fell in love.
I asked my sweetheart, "What lies ahead?
Will we have rainbows
Day after day?"
Here's what my sweetheart said:

"Que sera, sera,
Whatever will be, will be;
The future's not ours to see.
Que sera, sera,
What will be, will be."

Now I have Children of my own.
They ask their mother, "What will I be?"
Will I be handsome?
Will I be rich?"
I tell them tenderly:

"Que sera, sera,
Whatever will be, will be;
The future's not ours to see.
Que sera, sera,
What will be, will be.
Que Sera, Sera!"