1.Embraceable You
Lyrics：Ira Gershwin
Music：George Gershwin
Embrace me,
My sweet embraceable you.
Embrace me,
You irreplaceable you.
Just one look at you - my heart grew tipsy in me.
You and you alone bring out the gypsy in me.
I love all
The many charms about you;
Above all,
I want my arms about you.
Don't be a naughty baby,
Come to papa - come to papa - do!
My sweet embraceable you.
I love all
The many charms about you;
Above all,
I want my arms about you.
Don't be a naughty baby,
Come to papa - come to papa - do!
My sweet embraceable you.
2.Could You Use Me？
Lyrics：Ira Gershwin
Music：George Gershwin
Artist：Judy Garland／Mickey Rooney
Have some pity on an easterner
Show a little sympathy
No one possibly could be sterner
Than you have been with me.
There's a job that I'm applying for
Let me put it to you thus：
It's a partnership I'm dying for -
Mr. and Mrs. Us.
Now before you file it on the shelf
Let me tell you of myself.
Oh, I'm the chappie to make you happy,
I'll tie your shoesies and chase your bluesies.
Oh, lady would you
Oh, lady could you use me？
Now I'd shake the matt out and put the cat out,
I'd clean the garret and feed the parrot.
Oh, lady would you,
Oh, tell me, could you use me？
Do you realize what a good man you're getting in me？
I'm no Elk or Mason or Woodman who gets home at three.
The girls who see me grow soft and dreamy,
But I'm a gander who won't philander.
Oh, could you use me,
Cuz I certainly could use you.
There's a chap I know in Mexico
Who's as strong as he can be -
Eating nails and drinking Texaco,
He is the type for me.
There is one in California
More romantic, far, than you.
When he sings Ha Cha Chachoronia,
I often think he'll do.
But as for you sir, I'm afraid
You will never make the grade.
For you're no cowboy, you're soft, and how, boy!
I feel no muscle that's fit for tussle
I must refuse you, I cannot use you!
'Scuse me!
No night life for you, the birds would bore you,
The cows won't know you, a horse would throw you.
You silly many, you, to ask me, 'Can you use me？'
Though at love you may be a wizard,
I'm wanting to know -
Could you warm me up in a blizard,
Say forty below？
Your ties are freakish, your knees are weakish,
You're not a sender, you elbow bender,
Though you can use me,
I most certainly can't use you!
3.But Not for Me
Lyrics：Ira Gershwin
Music：George Gershwin
Old Man Sunshine - Listen, you!
Never tell me Dreams Come True!
Just try it -
And I'll start a riot.
Beatrice Fairfax - don't you dare
Ever tell me he will care;
I'm certain
It's the Final Curtain.
I never want to hear
From any cheer-
Ful Polyannas,
Who tell you Fate
Supplies a Mate -
It's all bananas!
They're writing songs of love,
But not for me;
A lucky star's above,
But not for me.
With Love to Lead the Way,
I've found more skies of Gray
Than any Russian play
Could Guarantee.
I was a fool to fall
And Get That Way;
Heigh ho! Alas! And al-
So Lackaday!
Although I can't dismiss
The mem'ry of his kiss -
I guess he's not for me.
4.Treat Me Rough
Lyrics：Ira Gershwin
Music：George Gershwin
Verse：
When I was born, they found a silverspoon in my mouth;
I had a barber just to curl my hair.
If winter came, the mater carried me to the South;
The point is that I had the best of care.
Women and headwaiters fawned on me;
Life was just a bore till it dawned on me
That if I'd ever want to be a man among men,
I'd have to be manhandled now and then.
So
Refrain：
Treat me rough,
Muss my hair,
Don't you dare to handle
Me with care.
I'm not innocent child, baby;
Make me woolly and wild.
Treat me rough,
Pinch my cheek,
Kiss and hug and squeeze me
Till I'm weak.
I've been pampered enough, baby,
Keep on treating me rough.
5.Bidin' My Time
Lyrics：Ira Gershwin
Music：George Gershwin
Artist：Judy Garland／Leo Diamond Harmonica Quintet
But I'm Bidin' My Time;
'Cause that's the kinda guy I'm
While other folks grow dizzy
I keep busy
Bidin' My Time.
Next year, next year,
Somethin's bound to happen;
This year, this year,
I'll just keep on nappin'
And Bidin' My Time
'Cause that's the kinda guy I'm.
There's no regrettin'
When I'm settin'
Bidin' My Time.
6.I Got Rhythm
Lyrics：Ira Gershwin
Music：George Gershwin
Days can be sunny, with never a sigh
Don't need what money can buy
Birds in the trees sing their day full of song
Why shouldn't we sing along？
I'm chipper all the day, happy with my lot
How do I get that way？ Look at what I've got
I got rhythm, I got music
I got my man
Who could ask for anything more？
I got daisys, in green pastures
I got my man
Who could ask for anything more？
Old man trouble
I don't mind him
You won't find him 'round my door
I got starlight
I got sweet dreams
I got my man
Who could ask for anything more ？
Old man trouble
I don't mind him
You won't find him, 'round my door
I got starlight
I got sweet dreams
I got my man
Who could ask for anything more ？
I got rhythm, I got music
I got daisys, in green pastures
I got starlight
I got sweet dreams
I got my man
Who could ask for anything more ？
7.Meet Me In St. Louis
Lyrics：Andrew B.Sterling
Music：Kerry Mills
When Louis came home to the flat,
He hung up his coat and his hat,
He gazed all around, but no wifey he found,
So he said 'where can Flossie be at？'
A note on the table he spied,
He read it just once, then he cried.
It ran, 'Louis dear, it's too slow for for me hear,
So I think I will go for a ride.'
CHORUS
'Meet me in St. Louis, Louis,
Meet me at the fair,
Don't tell me the lights are shining
any place but there;
We will dance the Hoochee Koochee,
I will be your tootsie wootsie,
If you will meet in St. Louis, Louis,
Meet me at the fair.'
Verse two
The dresses that hung in the hall,
Were gone, she had taken them all;
She took all his rings and the rest of his things;
The picture he missed from the wall.
'What! moving!' the janitor said,
'Your rent is paid three months ahead.'
'What good is the flat？' said poor Louis, 'Read that.'
And the janitor smiled as he read.
CHORUS
'Meet me in St. Louis, Louis,
Meet me at the fair,
Don't tell me the lights are shining
any place but there;
We will dance the Hoochee Koochee,
I will be your tootsie wootsie,
If you will meet in St. Louis, Louis,
Meet me at the fair.'
8.The Boy Next Door
Lyrics：Hugh Martin／Ralph Blane
Music：Hugh Martin／Ralph Blane
The moment I saw him smile,
I knew he was just my style,
My only regret is we've never met,
Though I dream of him all the while.
But he doesn't know I exist,
No matter how I may persist,
So it's clear to see there's no hope for me,
Though I live at 5135 Kensington Avenue
And he lives at 5133.
How can I ignore
The boy next door？
I love him more than I can say.
Doesn't try to please me, doesn't even tease me,
And he never sees me glance his way.
And though I'm heart-sore
The boy next door affection for me won't display,
I just adore him, so I can't ignore him,
The boy next door.
I just adore him, so I can't ignore him,
The boy next door.
9.Skip To My Lou
Written：Public Domain／Hugh Martin／Ralph Blane
Skip, skip, skip to my Lou
Skip, skip, skip to my Lou
Skip, skip, skip to my Lou
Skip to my Lou, my darling!
Lost my partner, what'll I do
Lost my partner, what'll I do
Lost my partner, what'll I do
Skip to my Lou, my darling!
Skip, skip, skip to my Lou
Skip, skip, skip to my Lou
Skip, skip, skip to my Lou
Skip to my Lou, my darling!
I'll find another one, prettier, too.
I'll find another one, prettier, too.
I'll find another one, prettier, too.
Skip to my Lou, my darling!
Skip, skip, skip to my Lou
Skip, skip, skip to my Lou
Skip, skip, skip to my Lou
Skip to my Lou, my darling!
Can't get a red bird, blue bird'll do.
Can't get a red bird, blue bird'll do.
Can't get a red bird, blue bird'll do.
Skip to my Lou, my darling!
Skip, skip, skip to my Lou
Skip, skip, skip to my Lou
Skip, skip, skip to my Lou
Skip to my Lou, my darling!
Flies in the sugarbowl, shoo, shoo, shoo.
Flies in the sugarbowl, shoo, shoo, shoo.
Flies in the sugarbowl, shoo, shoo, shoo.
Skip to my Lou, my darling!
10.Boys And Girls Like You And Me
Lyrics：Oscar Hammerstein Ii
Music：Richard Rodgers
We walk on every city street
We walk in lanes where branches meet
And stars send down their blessings from the blue.
We go through storms of doubt and fear
And so we walk from year to year
Believing in each other as we do.
Bravely marching forward two by two...
Boys and girls like you and me
Walk beneath the skies
They love just as we love
With the same dream in their eyes.
Songs and kings and many things
Have their day and are gone
But boys and girls like you and me
We go on and on.
Songs and kings and many things
Have their day and are gone
But boys and girls like you and me
We go on and on.
11.The Trolley Song
Lyrics：Ralph Blane／Hugh Martin
Music：Ralph Blane／Hugh Martin
With my high starched-collar and my high-topped shoes
And my hair piled high upon my head,
I went to lose a jolly hour on the trolley, and lost my heart
instead.
With his light brown derby and his bright green tie,
He was quite the handsomest of men.
I started to yen so I counted to ten, then I counted to ten
again.
Clang, clang, clang went the trolley, ding, ding, ding went the
bell,
Zing, zing, zing went my heart strings, from the moment I saw
him I fell.
Chug, chug, chug went the motor, bump, bump, bump went the
brake,
Thump, thump, thump went my heart strings, when he smiled I
could feel the car shake.
He tipped his hat, and took a seat, he said he hoped he hadn't
stepped upon my feet.
He asked my name, I held my breath.
I couldn't speak because he scared me half to death.
Chug, chug, chug went the motor, pop, pop, pop went the wheels,
Stop, stop, stop went my heart strings,
As he started to go then I started to know how it feels, when
the universe reels.
The day was bright, the air was sweet,
The smell of honeysuckle charmed you off your feet.
You tried to sing, but couldn't squeak, in fact you loved him so
you couldn't even speak.
Buzz, buzz, buzz went the buzzer, plop, plop, plop went the
wheels,
Stop, stop, stop went my heart strings,
As he started to leave, I took hold of his sleeve with my hand,
And as if it were planned, he stayed on with me and it was grand
just to stand
With his hand holding mine to the end of the line.
12.Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas
Lyrics：Ralph Blane／Hugh Martin
Music：Ralph Blane／Hugh Martin
Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Let your heart be light
Next year all our troubles will be
out of sight
Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Make the yule-tide gay
Next year all our troubles will be
miles away
Once again as in olden days
Happy golden days of yore
Faithful friends who are dear to us
Will be near to us once more
Someday soon, we all will be together
If the Fates allow
Until then, we'll have to muddle through somehow
So have yourself a merry little Christmas now.
13.In the Valley(Where The Evening Sun Goes Down)
Lyrics：Johnny Mercer
Music：Harry Warren
When white clouds go sailin'
To make my wedding gown,
Then we'll go trailin'
To the valley where the evening sun goes down.
And hidden away in the gloamin'
When leaves are turning brown,
We'll end our roaming
In the valley where the evening sun goes down.
We'll build a home in our valley there,
And watch it grow into a town.
And you can sit in your rockin' chair
And watch the evening sun go down.
The evening sun go down.
14.On The Atchison Topeka And The Santa Fe
Lyrics：Johnny Mercer
Music：Harry Warren
What a lovely trip
I'm feeling so fresh and alive
And I'm so glad to arrive
It's all so grand
It's easy to see you don't need a palace
To feel like Alice in Wonderland
Back in Ohio where I come from
I've done a lot of dreamin' and I've travelled some
But I never thought I'd see the day
When I ever took a ride on the Santa Fe
(wanna take a ride on the Santa Fe)
I would lean across my window sill
And hear the whistle echoin' across the hill
Then I'd watch the lights till they fade away
On the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe
What a thrill (what a great big wonderful thrill)
With the wheels a-singin' 'westward ho'
Right from the day I heard them start
'Cross the Kansas plains from New Mexico
I guess I've got a little gypsy in my heart
When I'm old and grey and settled down
If I ever get a chance to sneak away from town
Then I'll spend my busman's holiday
On the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe
All aboard! (we came across the country lickety-split)
(rollin' ninety miles an hour)
I can't believe I'm here at last
Woo-oo-ooo!
(when you go travellin', it's best for you
to take the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe!)
I can't believe that anything could go so fast
Then you pull that throttle, whistle blows
A-huffin' and a-puffin' and away she goes
All aboard for California＊, hey!
On the Atchison (on the Atchison)
On the Atchison, Topeka (on the Atchison, Topeka)
On the Atchison, Topeka (on the Atchison, Topeka)
On the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe!
15.Wait And See
Lyrics：Adams／Willis
Music：Adams／Willis
There you go looking cool,
Writing rules
For your theories of romance.
I know that you doubt me,
But without me
You'd be tearing off your one chance.
Wait and see,
This could be the last time for me.
Baby, just wait and see.
All the times
I came running back
Down the path of the least resistance.
I felt my body
Was just a hobby
For your heart's indifference.
CHORUS：
Wait and see,
This could be the last time for me.
Now baby, can't you wait and see？
Just you wait and see.
Just you wait and see.
Wait and see.
I've been trapped by your innocence,
Haven't seen you since
You caught me, baby.
Shot down by the one I love,
Now I'm taking off
With the things you taught me.
CHORUS
16.It's A Great Big World
Lyrics：Johnny Mercer
Music：Harry Warren
Artist：Judy Garland／Virginia O'brien／Betty Russell
Chorus 1：
I bought a bonnet to suit my face,
I had my petticoat trimmed with lace,
I looked at the mirror, around I twirled
And then I went out in the wide, wide world.
I dreamed of gentlemen I would meet,
I saw them all kneeling at my feet,
I can't understand it, my hair is all curled,
But my goodness me, it's a great big world.
And it's cold, cold, cold,
And we'll soon be old.
Alas and alack, it's a great big world.
Chorus 2：
I learned to sew and I learned to bake,
I even frosted an angel cake,
On Saturday evening, when folks dropped in,
My house was as neat as a brand new pin.
I thought by learning each social grace,
Some likely chap might forget my face,
I can't understand it, I've knitted and purled,
But my goodness me, it's a great big world.
And it's cold, cold, cold,
And we'll soon be old.
Alas and alack, it's a great big world.
Chorus 3：
I had no petticoat trimmed with lace,
My angel cake was a pure disgrace,
My face was my fortune, my mother said,
And my dancing slippers of bright, bright red.
A million miles I have danced, or more,
In hopes Prince Charming would cross the floor,
I can't understand it, I've waltzed and I've whirled,
But my goodness me it's a great big world.
And it's cold, cold, cold,
And we'll soon be old.
But I'll keep on knitting and doing it well,
My slippers are one thing I never will sell,
My petticoat's waiting because who can tell？
It's a great big world, it's a great big world.
17.Swing Your Partner Round And Round
Lyrics：Johnny Mercer
Music：Harry Warren
Artist：Judy Garland／The Kay Thompson Chorus
Verse 1：
When you go to a dance, do you know what to do？
Swing your partner, swing your partner, swing your partner to
you.
Throw your partner way out, give your partner a spin,
Swing your partner, swing your partner, swing your partner back
in.
Are ready now, now, steady now, are you ready now, begin!
Chorus 1：
Round and round and round we go,
Will you waltz me once around the hall？
Did you know that you're the belle of the ball？
Round and round and round once more
Oh, the music has such a wonderful sound,
Around, around, around.
Verse 2：
When they call the last waltz, do you know what to do？
Swing your partner, swing your partner, swing your partner to
you.
While they play 'Home, Sweet Home,' with the lights turned down
low,
Kiss your partner, Kiss your partner, Not a person will know.
Are you ready now, now, steady now, are you ready now, let's go!
Chorus 2：
Round and round, how short it seems,
Why, we hardly danced around the floor,
May I see you safely home to your door？
You'll be dancing in your dreams
And your head will spin to that wonderful sound,
Around, around, around.
18.The Wild Wild West
Forty seven dead beats living in the back street
north east west south all in the same house
sitting in a back room waiting for the big boom
I'm in a bedroom waitng for my baby
CHORUS：
She's so mean but I don't care
I love her eyes and her wild wild hair
dance to the beat that we love best
heading for the nineties
living in the wild wild west
the wild wild west
Mandy's in the backroom handing out valium
sheriff's on the airwaves talking to the D.J.'s
Forty seven heartbeats beating like a drum
got to live it up live it up
Ronnie's got a new gun
CHORUS
Now put your flags in the air and march them up and down
you can live it up live it up all over the town
and turn to the left, turn to the right
I don't care as long as she comes tonight
CHORUS
Heading for the nineties living in the eighties
screaming in a back room waiting for the big boom
give me give me wild west
give me give me safe sex
give me love give me love
give me time to live it up
19.March Of The Doagies
Lyrics：Johnny Mercer
Music：Harry Warren
Artist：Judy Garland／Kenny Baker／Kay Thompson
Verse 1：
Me for the sun comin' up in the sky,
Me for the rosy dawn,
Me for a pan full o' bacon to fry,
And I'll be moseyin' on.
Me for the land where the blue bonnets grow,
Me for a cowhand song,
Me for the gal in the new calico
And I'll be gettin' along.
Chorus：
March on, little doagies,
March on, down the trail,
March on, little doagies,
Till we're past the last fence rail,
Out there lies the prairie,
Out there breaks the day,
Oh, we don't know where we're goin',
But we're on our way.
Verse 2：
Me for a campfire out on the trail,
Me and an old cayuse,
Me for the sound of the coyote's wail
And I'm all set to vamoose.
You for a pipe, when the evenin' is still,
You for your own backyard,
I'll be the first fella over the hill
And I'll be seein' you pard.
Patter：
You for a pipe, when the evenin' is still,
You for your own backyard,
I'll be the first fella over the hill
And I'll be seein' you pard.
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