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Billy E Bill

Never had nothing, no one to care That's why I seem to have more than my share I've got a man crazy for me He's funny that way When I hurt his feelings

Honestly I'm glad it's snowing It helps to keep our friends from knowing When they ask me why I'm sad It's easy to blame the weather It's funny how the

It's too hot for words Why bother with conversation Don't let's talk or even walk If you wanna make love, okay It's too hot for words There's nothing

Robert allen / al stillman It's not for me to say you love me It's not for me to say you'll always care Oh, but here for the moment I can hold you fast

Sometimes I wonder what's in store for me Your love could open heaven's door to me But you don't care a straw for me That's life, I guess My days and

What is this thing called love? This funny thing called love? Just who can solve its mystery? Why should it make a fool of me? I saw you there one wonderful

Homesick, tired, all alone in a big city Why should eveybody pity me? Nighttime falling, and I'm yearning for Virginia Hospitality within ya calls me

You don't know what love is Until you've learned the meaning of the blues Until you've loved a love you've had to lose You don't know what love is You

The stars that shine are yours and mine The rainbows in the sky are yours and mine The song of springtime the lullaby of fall The sunshine of summertime