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5. Misty (Bb)
8. Cry me a river
13. Feelings
A-tisket A-tasket
A brown and yellow basket Oh dear I wonder where my
I send a letter to my mommy basket can be
(So do we, so do we, so do we, so do we, so do
On the way I dropped it
we)
I dropped it , I dropped it
Oh gee I wish that little girl I could
Yes on the way I dropped it
see
A little girlie picked it up (So do we, so do we, so do we, so do we, so do
And put it in her pocket we)
I used to visit all the very gay places, those come what may places…
Where one relaxes on the axis of the wheel of life to get the feel of life
from jazz and cocktails.
The girls I knew had sad and sullen gray faces with distant gay traces
That used to be there, you could see where they’d been washed away by
too many through the day
Then you came along with your siren song to tempt me to madness
I thought for a while that your poignant smile was tinged with the sadness
Some day I'll wish upon a star and wake up where the clouds are
Far behind me
Where troubles melt like lemon drops, away above the chimney
tops
That's where you'll find me