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Category: - Artist:Perry Como- Contributor:Webmaster

Just Born (To Be Your Baby)

( Just born to be your baby . . .
Just born to be . . . )

Some people are born to be doctors,
Some are born to be lumber jacks
Some are born just to take life easy
Others are born to break their backs!

But I'm just born to be your baby
Just born to love you baby,
It's true . . .
Nobody else will do!

( Just born to be your baby . . .
Just born to be . . . )

Some people will kiss and nothin' happens
Other hearts are made of stone
But whenever I feel our lips meet
Somethin' starts crawlin' all through my bones!

'Cause I'm just born to be your baby
Just born to love you baby,
It's true . . .
Nobody else will do!

( Just born to be . . . )

If now an' then you start to wonder
Will I be the perfect mate?
Don't you worry my purdy little darlin'
It was all arranged by fate!

'Cause I'm just born to be your baby
Just born to love you baby,
It's true . . . ( It's true, it's true! )
Nobody else will do!

( Just born to be your baby . . .
Just born to be . . . )

Some people will search for love a lifetime
Some never feel love in their hearts
But I was born with a silver spoon
I had your love'a right from the start!

(1)Yes! I'm just born to be your baby
Just born to love you baby,
It's true . . . ( It's true, it's true! )
Nobody else will do!

( Just born to be your baby . . .
Just born to be your own! )

Repeat (1)

( Nobody else will do! )

Repeat (1)

( Just born to be your baby . . . ) Nobody else will do!
Repeat 2x

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Pick of the Week

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!"