Billie Holiday - Embraceable you

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Embrace me
My sweet embraceable you

Embrace me
My irreplaceable you
Just to look at you
My heart grows tipsy in me
You and you alone

Bring out the gypsy in me

I love all
The many charms about you
Above all
I want my arms about you
Don t be naughty baby
Come to me
Come to me do
My sweet embraceable you

I love all
The many charms about you
Above all
I want my arms about you
Don t be naughty baby
Come to me
Come to me do
My sweet embraceable you

Inne utwory

  • Easy to love
  • Jeepers creepers
  • I cried for you
  • Summertime
  • Beyond the sea
  • On the sunny side of the street
  • That ole devil called love
  • Carelessly
  • P.S. I love you
  • I gotta right to sing the blues
  • I got it bad
  • Body and soul
  • Porgy
  • Ill wind
  • Our love is different
  • Solitude
  • Losowe utwory

    Bring you down

    No one can enslave anybody
    Who s got freedom, freedom of mind
    But what they sure as hell can do
    Is to put you in the grave
    Cos they know you ve got freedom of mind

    We need to be awaken to the new reality
    Keep the fires burning in our souls
    There are stages in...

    Self healing lie

    I m just somebody who s got under your skin
    Bet you never felt like that
    I pushed in my knife
    And managed to miss
    But it never happened like that

    You need somebody
    With feelings that can t get inside your head...

    Detect your liberty

    Look into the wide, wild liberty
    Look well, it s reality
    Close your eyes and turn loose,
    All burden is impulse
    Drop the anger, the hate you cherish
    Turn loose, cry on me, let go, let all go
    I hold your hand and lead you
    We re melt together, becoming one
    And we get the power to cry,
    Scoop...

    Crazy

    Take your aftershave
    Take your riff
    Take your clothes
    Just take all of your things
    Move your flash car,
    It’s wasting my space
    Now take your cell phone,
    get out of my place

    You think I’m crazy
    Well then I’m maybe
    Boy you’re not welcome here
    And if I’m crazy,
    You made me crazy
    So, boy you’re not welcome here

    Don’t like problems
    I, don’t...

    Today i died again

    The human drum
    Beats a rhythm of life
    The clothes he wears
    Date back to the war
    He talks alot
    Often to himself
    She don t say much
    Just cuts his hair
    She can t remember
    Before the heat
    He...