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Do You Want To Dance? |
Well do ya wanna dance and-a hold my hand
Tell me I`m your lover man
Oh baby do ya wanna dance?
Well do ya wanna dance and make romance
Squeeze me all through the night
Oh baby do you wanna dance?
Well do you wanna dance under the moonlight
Squeeze me all through the night
Oh baby do you wanna dance?
Hey!
(Instrumental)
Well do ya wanna dance and-a hold my hand
Squeeze me if I`m your man
Oh baby do you wanna dance?
Well do you wanna dance under the moonlight
Squeeze and kiss me all through the night
Oh baby do you wanna da-ance?
Well do ya wanna dance and-a make romance
Kiss and squeeze umm yeah
Do you....wa-anna dance?
(false ending)
Well do ya wanna dance and-a hold my hand
Squeeze and tell me I`m your lover man
Oh bab-ay-ay do you wanna dance?
Yeah do ya wanna dance under the moonlight
Squeeze and hug me all through the night
Oh bab-ay do you wanna dance?
Well do-ya do-ya do-ya do-ya
Wanna dance?
Do-ya do-ya do-ya do-ya
Wanna dance?
Do-ya do-ya do-ya do-ya
Wanna dan-ance?
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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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