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Artist: Peter Cincotti
Title: I Love Paris
Duration: 03'53"
Quarantine: 35 days
Genre: jazz
Locomotive: true (10)
Lang: en
Role: M
Likes: 14; Dislikes: 0
Classification: 7A–4–137
Last play: 14/05/2019 at 08:44:21
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I love Paris in the springtime
I love Paris in the fall
I love Paris in the winter when it drizzles
I love Paris in the summer when it sizzles
I love Paris every moment
Every moment of the year
I love Paris, why, oh why do I love Paris?
Because my love is near
I love Paris every moment
Every moment of the year
I love Paris, why, oh why do I love Paris?
Because my love is near
She's near
Artist: Peter Cincotti
Title: Some Kind Of Wonderful
Duration: 03'33"
Quarantine: 35 days
Genre: jazz
Locomotive: true (-8)
Lang: en
Role: M
Likes: 4; Dislikes: 0
Classification: 7B–3–106
Last play: 02/06/2019 at 00:29:31
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All you have to do is touch my hand
To show me that you understand
And something happens to me
That's some kind of wonderful
Anytime my little world turns blue
I just have to look at you
Everything seems to be some kind of wonderful
I know I can't express this feeling of tenderness
There's so much I wanna say
But the right words just don't come my way
I just know when I'm in your embrace
This world is a happy place
And something happens to me
That's some kind of wonderful
I know I can't express this feeling of tenderness
There's so much I wanna say
But the right words just don't come my way
I just know when I'm in your embrace
This world is a happy place
And something happens to me
That's some kind of wonderful
Oh wonderful, some kind of wonderful
Artist: Peter Cincotti
Title: On The Moon
Duration: 05'05"
Quarantine: 35 days
Genre: jazz
Locomotive: true (10)
Lang: en
Role: M
Likes: 2; Dislikes: 0
Classification: 8B–3–126
Last play: 11/06/2019 at 19:05:36
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You know I care for you
But pretend and lead me on, that's all you do
I try to still believe but now I'm through
And the only place I see is calling out to me
It's the only place I know
It's the place where I must go
On the moon, that's where you'll find me soon
I'll be alone again
That's okay, I must be on my own again
I'll be waiting on the moon for you
I sit and reminice for many hours
I miss the rain and all the pretty flowers
I dream of all the cities and their towers
And I hope you wonder why
I'm lying in the sky
I'll even let you in for free
If you come and visit me
On the moon, that's where you'll find me soon
I'll be alone again
And all I'll do is to lie there till I die there
Waiting on the moon for you
Would you ever even dream to go to the extreme
And would you ever wanna be the one to rescue me
On the moon, that's where you'll find me soon
All alone again
Unwinding there and praying that you'll find me there
Waiting on the moon for you
On the moon, that's where you'll find me soon
And still your face will be haunting me
So if you're ever wanting me
I'll be waiting on the moon for you
Artist: Peter Cincotti
Title: St. Louis Blues
Duration: 04'19"
Quarantine: 35 days
Genre: jazz
Locomotive: true (-8)
Lang: en
Role: M
Likes: 0; Dislikes: 0
Classification: 2A–5–103
Last play: 09/06/2019 at 16:07:36
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I hate's to see dat ev'nin' sun go down
Hate's to see dat ev'nin' sun go down
Cause ma baby, she done lef' dis town
If I feel tomorrow lak ah feel today
Feel tomorrow lak ah feel today
I'll pack up my trunk, and make ma git away
Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her apron strings
'Twern't for powder an' her store-bought hair
De man she love wouldn't gone nowhere, nowhere
Got dem Saint Louis Blues I'm as blue as ah can be
Like a man done throwed that rock down into de sea
Got dem Saint Louis Blues I'm as blue as ah can be
Went to de gypsy get her fortune tole
To de gypsy, done got her fortune tole
Cause she most wile 'bout her Jelly Roll
Now dat gypsy tole her, "Don't you wear no black"
She done tole her, "Don't you wear no black
Go to Saint Louis, you can win him back"
If she git toCairo, make Saint Louis by herself
Git to Cairo, find her old friend Jeff
gwine to pin herself, right there, to his side If she flag his train, she sho' can ride
And she sang
Got dem Saint Louis Blues jes as blue as ah can be
Dat man got a heart lak a rock cast into de sea
Or else he wouldn't have gone so far from me
Doggone it!
I loves day man lak a schoolboy loves his pie
Lak a Kentucky Col'nel loves his mint an' rye
I'll love ma baby till the day ah die
Now a black-headed gal makes a freight train jump the track
Said a black-headed gal makes a freight train jump the track
But a long tall gal makes a preacher ball the jack
Lawd, a blonde-headed woman make a good man leave the town
I said a blonde-headed woman make a good man leave the town
But a red-headed woman make a boy slap his pappy down
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