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By Harry Connick, Jr., Goodnight, my love
Pleasant dreams and sleep tight, my love
May tomorrow
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By Harry Connick, Jr., Are the stars out tonight?
I don't know if it's cloudy
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By Harry Connick, Jr., More
Than the greatest love the world
Has known
This
Is the love I'll
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By Harry Connick, Jr., When whippoorwills call and evening is nigh,
I hurry to my
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By Harry Connick, Jr., My prayer is to linger with you
At the end of
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By Harry Connick, Jr., Only you can make this world seem right
Only you can
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By Harry Connick, Jr., You can dance
Every dance with the guy who gives you
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By Harry Connick, Jr., The very thought of you and I forget to do
The
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By Harry Connick, Jr., You give your hand to me
Then you say "Hello"
And I
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By Harry Connick, Jr., Should auld acquaintance be forgot
And never brought to mind?
Should auld
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By Harry Connick, Jr., It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas everywhere you
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By Harry Connick, Jr., It's The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year
With the kids
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By Harry Connick, Jr., Now we're dashing through the snow in a one horse
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By Harry Connick, Jr., And let it begin with me.
Let there be peace on
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By Harry Connick, Jr., Oh come all ye faithful
Joyful and triumphant
Oh come ye, oh
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By Harry Connick, Jr., Bells will be ringing, this sad, sad news
Oh, what a
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By Harry Connick, Jr., People with hope have a special prayer
a louder drum, a
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By Harry Connick, Jr., We three kings of orient are
Bearing gifts we traverse afar
Field
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By Harry Connick, Jr., Sleigh bells ring, are you listenin'?
In the lane snow is
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By Harry Connick, Jr., 'Zat you, Santa Claus?
Gifts I'm preparin'
For some Christmas sharin'
But I
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By Harry Connick, Jr., besame besame mucho
como si fuera esta noche la ultima vez
besame,
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By Harry Connick, Jr., dont go changing,to try to please me
never let me down
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By Harry Connick, Jr., Mona Lisa, Mona Lisa men have named you.
You’re so like
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By Harry Connick, Jr., Someday, when I'm awfully low
When the world is cold
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By Harry Connick, Jr., Somebody was spreadin' rumors
About better days are commin'
Why was I
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By Harry Connick, Jr., (It Must've Been Ol') Santa Claus
By: Harry Connick, Jr.
I think
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By Harry Connick, Jr., I forget what happens on the fourth of July
Or when
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By Harry Connick, Jr., You choose drawn curtains instead of light
Your airy demeanor becomes
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By Harry Connick, Jr., That certain night, the night we met
There was magic abroad
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By Harry Connick, Jr., In every job that must be done
There is an element
