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[Words and Music by Pee Wee King, Redd Stewart, and Chilton Price] You keep me waitin' till it's gettin' aggravatin' You're a slow poke I wait and worry but you never seem to hurry You're a slow poke Time means nothin' to you I wait and then You're late again, eight o'clock Nine o'clock, quarter to ten Why should I linger every time you snap your finger Little slow poke Why can't you hasten when I see the time's a-wastin' You're a slow poke, dear Why should I keep tryin' to change you It's not the thing to do I guess you'll have to learn to be a slow poke, too ---- Musical Interlude ---- You keep me waitin' till it's gettin' aggravatin' You're a slow poke I wait and worry but you never seem to hurry You're a slow poke Time means nothin' to you I wait and then You're late again, eight o'clock Nine o'clock, quarter to ten Why should I linger every time you snap your finger Little slow poke Why can't you hasten when I see the time's a-wastin' You're a slow poke, dear Why should I keep tryin' to change you It's not the thing to do I guess you'll have to learn to be a slow poke, too | |
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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!" | |
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