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Touched me and it felt like heaven
Your hands that night in Venice
We went dancing by the ocean side
Two left feet but babe it felt so right
Skin on skin oh

How Sad Venice Can Be [Que C'est Triste Venise]

Charles Aznavour

Greatest Golden Hits

1996

go by
But when I try to weep
I find my tears are dry

How sad Venice can be
When mist is in your eyes
And you can hardly see
As visions fill the skies

not even your closest friends should know
Our nights are even worse, so grab your gun, let’s go to church
Saints, Saints, Saints, Saints
Killing all

How Sad Venice Can Be (Que C'est Triste Venise)

Charles Aznavour

She: The Best of Charles Aznavour

1998

The gondoliers go by
But when I try to weep
I find my tears are dry

How sad Venice can be
When mist is in your eyes
And you can hardly see
As visions fill

Never discount me, I'll pay it in full
King sized bed and the hoes by the two's
A whole lotta diamonds, a whole lotta loot
I'm stacking more M's than

tonight
We be floating right
We be smoking right
Hе gon get it
Right, right, right, right, right

Twenty four inches wе rolling on venice
Twenty four inches

On the night I heard Caruso sing
Leaving Venice in the rain
Why you left me, my everything ?
Leaving Venice in the rain
Easter fall - the sun was ...........

and me in a fantasy, off in Venice, oh so sexually
He don't love you like I do

Aye, aye listen here, little nigga
I know what you doing with my woman

and me in a fantasy, off in Venice, oh so sexually
He don't love you like I do

Aye, aye listen here, little nigga
I know what you doing with my woman

Yeah yeah my car drive in sport mode
Yeah yeah my car plays tennis
Yeah yeah my car drive in sport mode
Yeah yeah vacation down in venice
Yeah yeah

Stopped by to serenade me

As enthralling
As my darling could be
Come to realize
I was only a plaything

Why couldn't venice spare me
Why didn't venice

I feel your presence in my room
And I need your blessings Saint George
My pilot light is slowly dying
And I've never felt this lost before
The window

majority in the case of purely internal
affairs,--
ARTHUR:  Be quiet!
DENNIS:  --but by a two-thirds majority in the case of more--
ARTHUR:  Be quiet!  I

my chimney at night
(Jolly 'Ol Saint)

All I want for Christmas is my Santa baby
To shower me with gifts and
Maybe make 'em bigger
Most wonderful time

Venice beach, I will come
Destiny, up in front
Seeing you I'm into

In the quicksand
Tryna withstand
Gotta demand
Following me
From the wasteland

We can ride slow
Pretty like the sunset
Talking bout Venice to Tokyo
Pretty like the sunset sky
Underneath the neon lights
We dancing in our dreams

Marked by genius, channelled good
By some a bit misunderstood
They'd been wrong many times before

Sometimes our saints are sinners
They blur

on the head
Grey Matter
Tryna' make my money
Eight letters

Spent Friday night in the booth
Got 1 bottle and we made that 2
High on life busy makin' moves
Till

that's cheap
That's so cheap we're gonna do it again
That's enough okay

Well, by that time
The extract of the Northern dog
Had induced in the fur trapper

stories narrator
Not a saint of saint of
All of these creators
Just ya hey love hey love
Got my genius woken all night
Painter painter
My stories narrator

Pointin' Fingers

Wu-Tang Clan

Wu-Tang Collective

2003

those who life froze
From Poke-nose to Venice Beach, locked up in the street
Hit rock, damn, I feel good, lay back, feel the breeze
Slide like jet-ski's,

heard?
Take my Sobi? I'll stomp your head on a curb
It's Lil Hurb, the mo'fuckin' menace
Sobieski flow like the rivers in Venice
In the spot, we fugazi

of his time 
What could they really teach him 

Venice, Saint-Tropez, Venice...I can't decide 
For the fallen soldiers that never made it to 25 
cll my

Play, "It Happened One Night" and, "One Night of Sin"
There's twelve million souls that are listening in
Play, "Merchant to Venice" play, "Merchants