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By Billie Holiday, Good morning heartache
You old gloomy sight
Good morning heartache
Thought we said
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By Billie Holiday, Is it a sin
Is it a crime
Loving you dear like
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By Billie Holiday, Never had nothing
No one to care
That's why I
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By Billie Holiday, with writer P. Gibson / Roy Ringwald
See the house
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By Billie Holiday, How can I tell you what is in my heart?
How
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By Billie Holiday, Your eyes so blue
Your kisses too
I never knew what they
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By Billie Holiday, I can't give you anything but love, baby
That's the only
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By Billie Holiday, Away from the city that hurts and mocks
I’m standing alone
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By Billie Holiday, I cried for you
Now it's your turn to cry over
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By Billie Holiday, I love you, Porgy
Don't let him take me
Don't let him
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By Billie Holiday, Don't want my manny
I don't need a friend
My heart is
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By Billie Holiday, I took a trip on a train
And I thought about
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By Billie Holiday, I'll be seeing you
In all the old familiar places
That this
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By Billie Holiday, I'll never be the same
Guys have lost their meaning for
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By Billie Holiday, I’m a fool to want you
I’m a fool to want
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By Billie Holiday, I'm gonna lock my heart
And throw away the key
I'm wise
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By Billie Holiday, with writers Johnny Green / E.Y. Harburg
Ask the sky
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By Billie Holiday, The snow is snowin'
The wind is blowin'
But I can weather
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By Billie Holiday, "If you were mine
I could be a ruler of kings
And
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By Billie Holiday, It had to be you, it had to be you
I
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By Billie Holiday, Lady sing the blues,
she's got them bad,
she feels so sad.
And
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By Billie Holiday, When we're in a friendly situation
My conversation may not be
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By Billie Holiday, This suspense is killin' me
I can't stand uncertainly
Tell me now
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By Billie Holiday, You went away
I let you
We broke the ties that bind
I
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By Billie Holiday, I don't know why but I'm feeling so sad
I long
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By Billie Holiday, I don't know why but I'm feeling so sad
I long
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By Billie Holiday, Me, Myself and I
Are all in love with you
We
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By Billie Holiday, You're mean to me
why must you be mean to me
dear
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By Billie Holiday, Who do you think is comin’ to town
You’ll never guess
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By Billie Holiday, with writers: Billy Rose / Edward Eliscu / Vincent Youmans
