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By Harold Arlen, I don't want you
But I'd hate to lose you
You've got
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By Harold Arlen, Gather 'round me, everybody
Gather 'round me, while I preach some
Feel
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By Harold Arlen, Maybe I can't live to love you
As long as I
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By Harold Arlen, I don't want you
But I hate to lose you
You've got
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By Harold Arlen, My mama done tol' me
When I was a little
My mama
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By Harold Arlen, I'm gonna love you like nobody loved you
Come rain or
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By Harold Arlen, Ding dong! the witch is dead. which old witch? the
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By Harold Arlen, Sung to the tune of "Ding-Dong The Witch Is Dead"
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By Harold Arlen, Don't like good-byes, tears or sighs.
I'm not too good at
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By Harold Arlen, Down with love the flowers and rice and shoes
Down with
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By Harold Arlen, For every man there's a woman
For every life there's a
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By Harold Arlen, Pack up your troubles and just get happy
Ya better chase
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By Harold Arlen, It seems like happiness is just a thing called Joe
He's
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By Harold Arlen, It's the wonder of the world, it's a rocket to
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By Harold Arlen, I gotta right to sing the blues
I gotta right to
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By Harold Arlen, I've got the world on a string
I'm sitting on a
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By Harold Arlen, Blow ill wind, blow away
Let me rest today
You're blowin' me
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By Harold Arlen, Music by harold arlen.
Lyrics by e.y. (yip) harburg
I never feel
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By Harold Arlen, It was down in chinatown,
All the cokies laid around,
Some were
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By Harold Arlen, Last night when we were young
Love was a star, a
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By Harold Arlen, We might have been meant for each other
To be or
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By Harold Arlen, I never traveled further north than old van courtland park
And
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By Harold Arlen, This moment, this minute
And each second in it
Will leave a
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By Harold Arlen, It's quarter to three, there's no one in the place
Except
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By Harold Arlen, You're clear out of this world
When I'm looking at you
I
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By Harold Arlen, Somewhere over the rainbow
Way up high
There's a land that I
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By Harold Arlen, Go on and sing my heart
You know it's spring my
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By Harold Arlen, Don't know why
There's no sun up in the sky
Stormy weather
Since
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By Harold Arlen, That old black magic has me in it's spell
That old
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By Harold Arlen, The night is bitter,
The stars have lost their glitter,
The winds