I can’t see
I can’t speak
I couldn’t take more than another week
Without you, oh no
So I will drink my fill
Till the thrill is you
Oh the thrill of it all
Oh the thrill of it all
No I won’t forget
The thrill of it all
I can’t see
I can’t speak
I couldn’t take more than another week
Without you, oh no
So I will drink my fill
Till the thrill is you
Oh the thrill of it all
Oh the thrill of it all
No I won’t forget
The thrill of it all
The thrill is gone
The thrill is gone away
The thrill is gone, baby
The thrill is gone away
You know you done me wrong, baby
And you’ll be sorry someday
It ain’t the first time baby
Baby it wont be the last
I’d better get the boys round
And do some drinkin fast
Cause she’s gone gone gone
I don’t know if I’m happy
I don’t know if I’m sad
She’s gone gone gone
I don’t know if I’ll cry
I don’t know if I’ll die laughin’
Some sunny day, baby
When everything seems okay, baby
You’ll wake up and
Find out you’re alone
Cause I’ll be gone
Gone, gone, gone
Really gone
Gone, gone, gone
Cause you done me wrong
We’ll meet again
Don’t know where
Don’t know when
But I know we’ll meet again some sunny day
Keep smiling through
Just like you always do
'Til the blue skies chase those dark clouds far away
Sunny day chasing the clouds away
On my way to where the air is clear
Can you tell me how to get
How to get to Sesame Street
Can’t you hear a pitter-pat?
And that happy tune is your step
Life can be so sweet
On the sunny side of the street
H.R. Pufnstuff,
Who’s your friend when things get rough?
H.R. Pufnstuff
Can’t do a little cause he can’t do enough.
Once upon a summertime
Just a dream from yesterday
A boy and his magic golden flute
Heard a boat from off the bay
“Come and play with me, Jimmy
Come and play with me.
And I will take you on a trip
Far across the sea.”
Bobby Shaftoe’s gone to sea,
Silver buckles at his knee;
He’ll come back and marry me,
Bonny Bobby Shaftoe!
Who’s the black private dick
That’s a sex machine to all the chicks? (Shaft)
You’re damn right
I believe in miracles
Where you from
You sexy thing?
I believe in miracles
Since you came along
You sexy thing
[Rock on Christine]
Sweet wonderful you
You make me happy with the things you do
Oh, can it be so
This feeling follows me wherever I go
I never did believe in miracles
But I’ve a feeling it’s time to try
I never did believe in the ways of magic
But I’m beginning to wonder why
Do you believe in magic in a young girl’s heart?
How the music can free her whenever it starts
And it’s magic if the music is groovy
It makes you feel happy like an old-time movie
Do You Believe in Magic? – The Lovin’ Spoonful
Oh, ho, ho
It’s magic, you know
Never believe, it’s not so
It’s magic, you know
Never believe, it’s not so
But there’s something about it, thе magic of
Wearing the same things in family picturеs
Talk politics over Christmas eve dinner
And your mom and dad bought a gift you’ll take back
But there’s something about it, the magic of Christmas
This magic moment, so different and so new
Was like any other until I kissed you
And then it happened, it took me by surprise
I knew that you felt it too, by the look in your eyes
Could this be magic
Or could this be love
Could this turn tragic
You know that magic
Ought’ve been done
And I see lonely ships upon the water
Better save the women and children first
Sail away with someone’s daughter
Better save the women and children first
You never do what you know you ought to
Something tells me you’re the devil’s daughter
Sorrow, sorrow
Have you been good just like you should
On every single day?
I only like dreaming
All the day long
Where no one is screaming
Be good, be good,
Be good, be good, be good,
Be good, be good, be good,
Be good (Johnny)