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Wake Up Little Susie |
Wake up, little Susie, wake up
Wake up, little Susie, wake up
We`ve both been sound asleep, wake up, little Susie, and weep
The movie`s over, it`s four o`clock, and we`re in trouble deep
Wake up little Susie
Wake up little Susie, well
Whatta we gonna tell your mama
Whatta we gonna tell your pa
Whatta we gonna tell our friends when they say
"oh-la-la"
Wake up little Susie
Wake up little Susie, well
I told your mama that you`d be in by ten
Well Susie baby looks like we goofed again
Wake up little Susie
Wake up little Susie, we gotta go home
Wake up, little Susie, wake up
Wake up, little Susie, wake up
The movie wasn`t so hot, it didn`t have much of a plot
We fell asleep, our goose is cooked, our reputation is shot
Wake up little Susie
Wake up little Susie, well
Whatta we gonna tell your mama
Whatta we gonna tell your pa
Whatta we gonna tell our friends when they say
"oh-la-la"
Wake up little Susie
Wake up little Susie
Wake up little Susie
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Title:My Truly, Truly Fair Artist: Guy Mitchell - Contributor:Webmaster
| [Written by Bob Merrill]
(Oh, hooooo)
(Truly, truly fair, truly, truly fair)
(How I love my truly fair)
(There's songs to sing her, trinkets to bring her)
(Flowers for her golden hair)
My truly, truly fair
Truly, truly fair
How I love my truly fair (his truly fair)
There's songs to sing her, trinkets to bring her
Flowers for her golden hair
(Oh, hooooo)
Some men plow the open plains, some men sail the brine
But I'm in love with a pretty little maid, for work I have no time
She's My, truly, truly fair
Truly, truly fair
How I love my truly fair (his truly fair)
There's songs to sing her, trinkets to bring her
Flowers for her golden hair
(Oh, hooooo)
Once I sailed from Boston Bay bound for Singapore
But one day out and I missed her so
I swam right back to shore
Back to my truly fair
Truly, truly fair
How I love my truly fair
There's songs to sing her, trinkets to bring her
Flowers for her golden hair
(Oh, hooooo)
I love she and she loves me, pardon if I boast
At times we fight all the live-long night
'Bout who loves who the most
My truly, truly fair
Truly, truly fair
How I love my truly fair (his truly fair)
There's songs to sing her, trinkets to bring her
Flowers for her golden hair
(Oh, hooooo)
Soon I'm gonna marry her, love her till I die
There ain't no livin' on love alone
But still I'm gonna try
(Truly, truly fair, truly, truly fair)
(How I love my truly fair)
There's songs to sing her, trinkets to bring her
Flowers for her golden hair (for her golden hair)
How I love my truly fair (loves his truly fair)
Wow, how I love my truly fair (how he loves his truly fair)
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