Oh what a night, to love you dear
Oh what a night, to hold you near
Oh what a night, to squeeze you dear,
that's why I love you so.
Oh what a night, to love you dear
Oh what a night, to hold you dear
Oh what a night, to kiss you dear,
That's why I love you so
I won't forget all those things you have told to me
Praise (?) in my heart won't let me forget your love
Oh what a night, to love you dear
Oh what a night, to hold you near
Oh what a night, to squeeze you dear
That's why I love you so.
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Oh what a night, to love you dear
Oh what a night, to want you dear
Oh what a night to kiss you dear
That's why I love you so.
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There's nothing left for me
Of days that used to be
They're just a memory
Among my souvenirs
Some letters sad and blue
A photograph or two
I see a rose from you
Among my souvenirs
A few more tokens rest
Within my treasure chest
And, though they do their best
To give me consolation,
I count them all apart
And, as the teardrops start,
I find a broken heart
Among my souvenirs
I count them all apart
And, as the teardrops start,
I find a broken heart
Among my souvenirs.
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