I'm lying alone with my head on the phone
Thinking of
I'm lying alone with my head on the phone
Thinking of
In olden days a glimpse of stocking
Was looked on as
Girl B= Boy
Anything you can do,I can do better.
Ha!
I can
[BILLY]
The night is young, the skies are clear
So if
Though I've tried before to tell her
Of the feelings I
I am what I am
I am my own special
(spoken)
Maria . . .
(sings)
The most beautiful sound
Tell my father that his son
Didn't run, or surrender
That I
(John)
I am nothing,
You are wind and water and sky,
Darlin
Tell me,
Guess we've been talking too long
We know what we need
Separately
You
Guess we've been talking too long
We know what we need
Separately...
You
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