Тексты песен «Doris Day»

My young and foolish heart Makes me do the things I shouldn't That nine times out of ten I wouldn't do My young and foolish heart Never lets me use discretion In my manner of expression Every time I'm with you...

Stranded at the drive in Branded a fool What will they say Monday at school Sandy, can't you see Im a misery We made a start now we're apart there's nothing left for me Love has flown, all alone I sit, I...

You're the one We jump for joy whenever Oh so jolly Ol' Saint Nicholas passes by Spreadin' spirit with a twinklin' eye Ol' Saint Nicholas Over head You hang a twig of merry misteltoe and Ol' Saint Nicholas gay...

We were sailing along on Moonlight Bay We could hear the voices ringing They seemed to say "You have stolen her heart" "Now don't go 'way" As we sang love's old sweet song on Moonlight Bay We were sailing along...

If you wonder Why I love him so He's different from The other boys I know Some have ginger And some have snap Some have this And some have that But my guy, all he's got Is ooh bang jiggilly jang Some have...

When all the world Is a hopeless jumble And the raindrops tumble all around Heaven opens a magic lane When all the clouds darken up the skyway There's a rainbow highway to be found Leading from your window pane...

You won't admit you love me And so How am I ever To know You always tell me Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps A million times I ask you And then I ask you over Again You only answer Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps If you...

You won't admit you love me And so how am i ever to know You always tell me Perhaps perhaps perhaps A million times i've asked you And then I ask you over Again You only answer Perhaps perhaps perhaps If you...

You won't admit you love me And so how am I ever to know? You always tell me Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps A million times I've asked you And then I ask you over again You only answer Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps If...

Ba da, ba da, ba da da da Ba da, ba da, ba da da da You won't admit you love me And so how am I ever to know? You always tell me Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps A million times I've asked you, And then I ask you over...

I've got a man, his name is Pe-ete He's awfully good and oh so sweet He's not the kind that you usually meet He loves me so-o and I love Pete A gal that I know loves a boy named Ji-im Though he treats her mean she...

Pillow Talk Doris Day Written by Buddy Pepper and Inez James This song did not chart Title song from the 1959 film starring Day and Rock Hudson Pillow talk, pillow talk Another night of hearin' myself talk,...

You can take the moon, gather up the stars And the robins that sing merrily Put 'em in a box, tie 'em with a ribbon Throw 'em in the deep blue sea You can take the flowers, down in lovers lane And that sentimental...

You can take the moon Gather up the stars And the robins that sing merrily Put 'em in a box Tie it with a ribbon Throw 'em in the deep blue sea You can take the flowers Down in lovers lane And that sentimental...

You can take the moon Gather up the stars And the robins that sing merrily Put 'em in a box Tie it with a ribbon Throw 'em in the deep blue sea You can take the flowers Down in lovers lane And that sentimental...

You can take the moon, gather up the stars And the robins that sing merrily Put 'em in a box, tie 'em with a ribbon Throw 'em in the deep blue sea You can take the flowers, down in lovers lane And that sentimental...

You can take the moon Gather up the stars And the robins that sing merrily Put 'em in a box Tie it with a ribbon Throw 'em in the deep blue sea You can take the flowers Down in lovers lane And that sentimental...

WHEN I WAS JUST A LITTLE girl ASK 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 QUE SERA SERA...

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,...

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...