Oh, there's no place like home for the holidays
'Cause no
Why don't we try a slow dance
It's all going by
Here in this sighlent night
Now all the world is right
As
He never wrote a song for Linda
He wrote as though
Walkin' around
Uptight
And lookin' for noise
Frantic on a Friday night
Just
All the time I thought. There’s only me.
Crazy in a
Sometimes I look at you
Sad and so beautiful
Young and alone
And
N.Y I dig
What About it?
N.Y is big
People tout it
I filp
We're goin' hoppin' (Hop)
we're goin' hoppin' today
where things
Before I knew that I was blessed
When I was just
Tonight the stars shine for the children
And light the way
We decide to get away
And have some fun
Book
Mel:
Much of my life has been spiced with romance
Barry:
Too many
The night is glamorous
The weekend is ahead of us
And we're
[Barry:]
There are no stars tonight,
There are no words to say
I
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