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The Door Is Still Open to My Heart

Dean Martin

The Great Dean Martin, Vol. 2 [Goldies]

1995

you're here by my side

You're as close to me as two is to three
And the door is still open to my heart

(I'm not ashamed to cry)
(It's better than

what we fight for
Breaking down door to door
Eight by eight
Were walking around the board
Eight by eight
Our moves can not be ignored
Everything is black

Tina oh, who you have there breakin' down the door?

Aba Tina oh, who you have there breakin' down the door?
In the end Tina was buried
By the church

Tina oh, who you have there breakin' down the door?

Aba Tina oh, who you have there breakin' down the door?
In the end Tina was buried
By the church

I was walking by
The music label store
When she caught my eye
Coming out through the door
I had to go right
But I saw that You went left
I was

Listen to the tale I tell
a haunting dream I know so well
When walking home alone one night
my path revealed by candlelight
Ahead I see an open door

we rich so we be joggin', uh

We been bangin' 'Kiss, screamin' "we gon' make it" (we gon' make it)
We measure your success by the size of your

The Door Is Still Open to My Heart

Dean Martin

Everybody Loves Somebody: The Reprise Years 1962-1966

2001

you're here by my side

You're as close to me as two is to three
And the door is still open to my heart

(I'm not ashamed to cry)
(It's better than

Take me back take me back
Way back
Popping pillies in the car
Feeling way laxed
Thought I hit the lotto
With the K bags
Living by the motto
Ain't no

Freely (Test The Waters) - Written by 
© Lori A. Williams 2012, 2019

Chorus:
Can I have another chance to test the waters?
Delve deep beyond your

Couldn’t find an open door

Found an open window

Couldn’t find an open door

Found an open window

I Couldn’t find an open door

Found an open

round town in a Porsche Panamera
Check the doors in the mirror
You can not see me clearer
Pulled over by the cops and I drop my top
You can just watch his

pretend
Nah
It's precious time, can I waste mine?
They keep on judging by the wayside, no lie

It never stops like a revolving door
I gotta make my move

please
Keep going
Bless me
I never once sneezed, but I still said thanks
It wasn't til later I knew what she meant
But by that point I was already in bed

Opened up a door 

I opened up a door
I opened up a door

In my life

(Music and lyrics by Prrabliss Pete Gleason; Sam Clanton on guitar, vocals

of times, it was the worst of times
Now is the winter of my discontent
A tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.
Shut the door turn

When you come thru, leave your shoes at the door
Don't touch shit, sit your ass on the floor
Good weed gettin rolled, good drinks gettin poured
We

My boys kicked in your damn front door
My boys rolled through in a Lac, 4-door
My boys might even pull a 44
My boys, my niggas & my boys!
Them boys,

the door

You don’t have to go by yourself
No one makes it through this valley alone
See there’s scavengers up on the eastern ridge
And they’ll be hustlin’

Talent show won gold singing "End of the Road"
Can't get it by me
Mike Schmidt, hot corner, don't even try me
Macho Man will snap on ya
Like a Goonie I was

get it by ya lonely
Wake up and I gotta go go go go
It’s opportunity at the door door door door
We get some money then get more more more more
We get

a spare dick wondering why
What's the point when he won't even look you in the eye?

On the door
Lookin' for a fight
"I'm sorry son
Tonight's not

precious time
Cannot waste mine
They keep on judging by the wayside
No lie

It never stops like a revolving door
I gotta
Make my move cause I can ill afford

Look
When one door close just know it's another one opening
When one door close just know it's another one opening
When one door close just know it's