Lyrics:
can't help it if I love her
She can't help loving me
But she was Eddie's girl and he's got a lot of friends
And all of them looking for me
Never ran
By a fountain back in Rome
I fell in love with you
In a small cafe in Athens
You said you loved me too
And it was April in Paris
When I first
Jimmy Buffett & Carrie Fisher
It's the reason for livin'
That's what I'm givin'
I don't need a history lesson
To tell my why
I mean I'm in no
Dizzy Gillespie is presented by Don Sebesky
I be cranking mad jack, got mad stacks of cool-out
You know we pull the smoke tool out
I give props
The loveliness of Paris seems somehow sadly gay
The glory that was Rome is of another day
I've been terribly alone and forgotten in Manhattan
I
But Hawkins was his name
He sure could swing and play pretty too
Sounds good to me, should sound good to you
I love to hear him playing Body
and lately I kinda sigh when I see you smiling by
Here's this love that's growing
Yes it's love it's showing
Here's to love here's to life with you
(JL)
Captain Vegetable
Crunch, crunch, crunch!
My name is Eddie
I love spaghetti
So I eat it whenever I can
If it's ready
Gimme spaghetti
It's a lovely thing
It
lovers, olala
welcome my friend to paris
here have a flower on me
forget where your from
your in france children come
i show you that french joie de
that he met up in dance
Betty getting mad cause Eddie wanna share
But look at how you living for a minute then compare
I love confetti, I always stay
joined too
Andrew, James, and John with hearts so true
"Leave your nets" Jesus said "and follow Me"
"I'll make you fishers of men spreading God's light"
You gave me love so easily
I never realized you were just spending time
Tell me where are you going
Sweet mademoiselle
To London or Paris
By a fountain back in Rome
I fell in love with you
In a small cafe in Athens
You said you loved me too
And it was April in Paris
When I first
love and I don't care who knows it
And she's a good old fashioned girl
Where have you gone, Betty Crocker?
Come back, Brigitte Bardot, Eddie was in for
FLOWERS FOR MAMA
WRITERS EDDIE NOACK, CINDY WALKER, AL RUMLEY
Papa brought flowers for mama today
And all the grown children, but it's not mother's
(To Mario C, you can't front on that)
Well, just plug me in just like I was Eddie Harris
You're eating crazy cheese like you would think I'm from
Love is made of Christmas trees, rainy days,
Playin' hooky and a circus on parade,
Feelin' all this from just one kiss,
I found what love is made of .
(To Mario C, you can't front on that)
Well, just plug me in just like I was Eddie Harris
You're eating crazy cheese like you would think I'm from
But Hawkins was his name
He sure could swing and play pretty too
Sounds good to me, should sound good to you
I love to hear him playing Body
there every step that I take
Let's keep our eyes on the father above
I need you, you need me, we need love
Side by side by side by side
Walking together
empieza el juego de seducción
Monday night una velada entre tú y yo
Martes te hago mi novia en París
By Wednesday you'll love me the way it should be
Y
of what's to be
Writing you this letter that you'll probably never see
But I can't help but be
Ruled by inconsistency
Not unique just distantly in love
music in the chamber
I'm God's gift, heard I was born in a manger
Danger! Cosmetic face rearrange you
Leave you slumped on the chessboard, found by
songs
So I'll be makin' enough money to get by
And I don't want you to worryin' about me bein' hungry or anything
And Nashville's not exactly what I
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