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By Billie Holiday, Sugar, I call my baby, my sugar
I never maybe my
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By Billie Holiday, Sun showers never mind the rain
The sun will shine again
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By Billie Holiday, Deep rhythm captivates me
Hot rhythms stimulates me
Can't help but swing
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By Billie Holiday, There ain't nothing I can do
Or nothing I can say
That
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By Billie Holiday, Billie holiday
Tell me more and more and then some
You know
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By Billie Holiday, The evening breeze caressed the trees tenderly
The trembling trees embraced
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By Billie Holiday, You've heard my story before
I've often told it you know
Well
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By Billie Holiday, When the moon's kinda dreamy, starry eyed and dreamy
And nights
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By Billie Holiday, So I walk a little too fast and I drive
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By Billie Holiday, Herb magidson / allie wrubel
My blue horizon is turning gray
And
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By Billie Holiday, The moon looks down and laughs
And says, "I told you
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By Billie Holiday, W. benton overstreet / billy higgins
They say don't change the
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By Billie Holiday, Milton pascal / edgar fairchild
These are nights below
And that's the
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By Billie Holiday, They say you have no lips
For a fool such as
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By Billie Holiday, We are not in a position to display these lyrics
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By Billie Holiday, When I hear them say, there's better livin'
Let them go
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By Billie Holiday, This year's crop of kisses don't seem as sweet to
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By Billie Holiday, Time on my hands, you in my arms
Nothing but love
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By Billie Holiday, I'm so weary and all alone
Feel tired like heavy stone
Trav'lin',
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By Billie Holiday, I'm trav'lin' light
Because my man has gone
So from now on
I'm
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By Billie Holiday, Arthur swanstrom / hanley
Like a little old fashioned music box
With
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By Billie Holiday, R. conway / n. brisben
Life's just like a dream
Just a
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By Billie Holiday, I'd wait for you, I'd slave for you
I'd be a
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By Billie Holiday, Tom adair / matt dennis
It was winter in manhattan
Falling snowflakes
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By Billie Holiday, I'm just about fed up
I've finally had my fill
Of sitting
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By Billie Holiday, Ooh, what a little
Moonlight can do
Ooh, what a little moonlight
Can
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By Billie Holiday, John jacob loeb
What a night!
What a moon'
What a boy!
What a
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By Billie Holiday, Irene Wilson / Arthur Herzog Jr.
What is this going
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By Billie Holiday, What shall I say
When our neighbors want us to come
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By Billie Holiday, Homesick, tired, all alone in a big city
Why should eveybody
