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michele - 2008-04-29 5:49 PM

 

dont forget who's talking you home and in who's arms your gonna be

You can dance

Ev'ry dance with the guy

Who gives you the eye

Let him hold you tight

 

You can smile

Ev'ry smile for the man who held your hand

'Neath the pale moonlight

 

But don't forget who's taking you home

And in whose arms you're gonna be

So darlin', save the last dance for me, mmmm

 

Oh, I know (oh, I know)

That the music's fine

Like sparkling wine

Go and have your fun

 

Laugh and sing

But while we're apart

Don't give your heart to anyone

 

But don't forget who's taking you home

And in whose arms you're gonna be

So darlin', save the last dance for me, mmmm

 

Baby, don't you know

I love you so

Can't you feel it when we touch

I will never, never let you go

I love you oh, so much

 

You can dance (you can dance)

Go and carry on

'Til the night is gone

And it's time to go

 

If he asks if you're all alone

Can he take you home you must tell him no

 

'Cause don't forget who's taking you home

And in whose arm's you're gonna be

So, darlin', save the last dance for me

 

'Cause don't forget who's taking you home

And in whose arm's your gonna be

So, darlin', save the last dance for me, mmmm

 

Save the last dance for me, mmmm-hummmm

Save the last dance for me, mmmm

 

 

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You're the kind of person you meet at certain dismal, dull affairs

Center of a crowd, talking much too loud, running up and down the stairs

Well, it seems to me that you have seen too much in too few years

And though you've tried you just can't hide your eyes are edged with tears

 

You better stop, look around

Here it comes, here it comes, here it comes, here it comes

Here comes your nineteenth nervous breakdown

 

When you were a child you were a treated kind

Byt you were never brought up right

You were always spoiled with a thousand toys but still you cried all night

Your mother who neglected you owes a million dollars tax

And your father's still perfecting ways of making ceiling wax

 

You better stop, look around

Here it comes, here it comes, here it comes, here it comes

Here comes your nineteenth nervous breakdown

Oh, who's to blame, that girl's just insane

Well, nothing I do don't seem to work

It only seems to make the matters worse. Oh, please

 

You were still in school when you had that fool who really messed your mind

And after that you turned your back on treating people kind

On our first trip I tried so hard to rearrange your mind

But after awhile I realized you were disarranging mine

 

You better stop, look around

Here it comes, here it comes, here it comes, here it comes

Here comes your nineteenth nervous breakdown

Oh, who's to blame, that girl's just insane

Well, nothing I do don't seem to work

It only seems to make the matters worse. Oh, please

 

When you were a child you were treated kind

But you were never brought up right

You were always spoiled with a thousand toys but still you cried all night

Your mother who neglected you owes a million dollars tax

And you father's still perfecting ways of making sealing wax

 

You better stop, look around

Here it comes, here comes your nineteenth nervous breakdown

 

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K&D - 2008-04-29 7:27 PM

 

only got to google it howie

And thats the problem Dean. Hardly straining the old grey matter when all you have to do is type in a few key words and 'search'. Saying that, i,m rather disappointed no one else recognised the Japanese national anthem. :-S
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michele - 2008-04-30 1:17 PM

 

You fill up my senses like a walk in the rain ?

 

sorry forgot who sung it .

 

It was Annie's song by John Denver ... lovely lyrics.

 

Sorry Michele, haven't a clue about yours!

 

"Thunder bolts and lightening, very, very frightening ..." 8-)

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