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By Nina Simone, I love your lovin' ways when you hold my hand
And
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By Nina Simone, They say everything can be replaced
They say every distance is
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By Nina Simone, I sing just to know that I'm alive
I play just
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By Nina Simone, I'll look around
And when I've found me somebody who laughs
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By Nina Simone, I'm going back home where I was born
First I planned
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By Nina Simone, I'm gonna leave you yes I'm gonna
I'm gonna leave you
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By Nina Simone, Macgimsey
I told jesus it would be alright if he changed
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By Nina Simone, If I should lose you, the stars would fall from
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By Nina Simone, If you knew how I missed you
You would not stay
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By Nina Simone, George brassens, luis aragon
Rien n'est jamais acquis à l'homme. ni
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By Nina Simone, She does not know her beauty
She thinks her brown glory
She
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By Nina Simone, In the dark, it's just you and I
Not a sound,
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By Nina Simone, Traditional
In the evening
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By Nina Simone, Isn't it a pity
You don't know what I'm talking about
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By Nina Simone, When your guy has got his hat
and made himself hard
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By Nina Simone, Don't mean a thing, you can't swing
Dooa, doa doa, doa
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By Nina Simone, The things I used to like, I don?t like any
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By Nina Simone, I really can't stay
But baby it's cold outside
I've got
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By Nina Simone, Oh yeah, yeah
Ain't that bad, ain't that black, ain't that
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By Nina Simone, True love seed in the autumn ground
True love seed in
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By Nina Simone, Let's go
Just in time, you found me just in time
Before
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By Nina Simone, (1930) val, dale, kalmanoff, ward, enzo fusco, rodolfo falvo
Just say
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By Nina Simone, I'm the keeper of the flame
My torch of love lights
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By Nina Simone, Traditional
Oh she was a lass from the low country
And he
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By Nina Simone, Thomas moore, nina simone
'tis the last rose of summer, left
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By Nina Simone, It's not 'cause I wouldn't
It's not 'cause I shouldn't
And, you
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By Nina Simone, Lilac wine is sweet and heady, like my love
Lilac wine,
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By Nina Simone, Sit there and count your fingers
What can you do, little
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By Nina Simone, Traditional
Where is my tambourine wait a minute I'll get your
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By Nina Simone, There抯 a few more lonesome cities that I抎 like to
