--- Written by C.Otis, B. Benton, L. Dejesus --- Duet with Shakin' Stevens (1980) Bonnie: If you're gonna give me good kisses like that
Hoverin' by my suitcase, tryin' to find a warm place to spend the night Heavy rain fallin', seems I hear your voice callin' "It's all right." A rainy
- Suffolk Marketing-SMI 2 - peak Billboard position # 37 in 1960 - Words and Music by Vincent A. Corso and Clyde Otis Knowing you stand by me through
- Suffolk Marketing-SMI 2 - peak Billboard position # 89 in 1962 - Words and Music by Bob Perper, Paul Gasper, and Jack Aranda As we walk along and I
When I go to all the places we used to go When I see all the people we used to know They ask me why I look so sad, I have to say I got what I wanted but
Your lips on mine are soft as dew Your kiss is so divine Your eyes are like the skies of blue And stars that brightly shine Your voice is sweet like
Dear Mr. Editor, won't you please Print my story in your magazine? Warn all the lovers how a cheating heart Can only end up in misery I was a lyin',
You don't know how much you hurt me When you broke our precious vows But I can't stop loving you I know it's too late to turn back now Though I said, "
The same one you said you needed The same one who needed you That same one is lonely Please mend the heart you've broken in two The same one you played
I know I'm losin' you I feel it all the time And I know if I lose you Then I'll lose my mind So lie to me, lie to me Make me believe everything you say
I want to thank you pretty baby, for givin' your love to me I want to thank you pretty baby, for givin' your love to me My heart was locked up till you
I told you, baby, how I feel One word can close this deal Baby, be my queen of hearts Please gimme that love you've got A won't you say yes? Don't you
Once a year there comes a time when love is in the air Everywhere you look, you see a smile Friendly faces see that someone really cares I wish it could
Let me tell you a story about a boll weevil Now, some of you may not know But, a boll weevil is an insect And he's found mostly where cotton grows Now
Don't tell me I'm not good enough I'll be my own judge And tell me I won't make the cut I'm passing you up Here me, I am good enough Don't need none of
I'm out there searching I'm out there wondering Where she is, where is she? I spend most of my time dreaming of what it's like, what is it like? To be
In a crowded place I see just your face and it looks so familiar I can't get to you, though I'm trying to there are just to many barriers but I only
