Cab Calloway Lyrics
Cab Calloway Lyrics
"'Long About Midnight Lyrics"
CNT Lyrics
I can't figure out, figure out, what it is, what it is, where it is, where it is, I can't [2x]
Just take a look at Harlem after sundown,
Any time you choose;
It's hard to find the people feeling run-down;
There's no time for blues.
If you don't know just what to really do
J
You'll hear the sounds come a-floatin' through
Along about midnight.
They close the windows and they dim the light
To hide their doings from a stranger's s
Everything is going right,
'Long about midnight.
Pianos tinkle, and the couples sway,
Taking the pleasures they find,
They don't care how they live by day,
Why not leave tro
They're not pretending like the hoy-falloy;
They really mean it; it's the real McCoy.
They turn an ounce of booze into a pound of joy,
'Long about midnight!
I can't figure out, figure out, what it is, what it is, where it is, where it is, I can't [2x]
Just take a look at Harlem after sundown,
Any time you choose;
It's hard to find the people feeling run-down;
There's no time for blues.
If you don't know just what to really do
J
30 Seconds 'Till The End Of The World Lyrics
30 seconds till the end of the world We’ll blow it all to bits (End of the world) 30 seconds
ust take a walk along the avenue; 30 seconds till the end of the world We’ll blow it all to bits (End of the world) 30 seconds
You'll hear the sounds come a-floatin' through
Along about midnight.
They close the windows and they dim the light
To hide their doings from a stranger's s
Somebody Is Waiting For Me Lyrics
You never needed them You never needed anyone The life of the party must decline Your invi
ight; You never needed them You never needed anyone The life of the party must decline Your invi
Everything is going right,
'Long about midnight.
Pianos tinkle, and the couples sway,
Taking the pleasures they find,
They don't care how they live by day,
Why not leave tro
You're My Angel Lyrics
You're my angel and you're my star, You're the light that is shining in the night. I wann
uble behind? You're my angel and you're my star, You're the light that is shining in the night. I wann
They're not pretending like the hoy-falloy;
They really mean it; it's the real McCoy.
They turn an ounce of booze into a pound of joy,
'Long about midnight!