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Flowers fade
The fruits of summer fade They have their seasons So do we. But please promise me That sometimes You will think Of me. |
There is a castle on a cloud
I like to go there in my sleep Aren't any floors for me to sweep Not in my castle on a cloud |
From your cradle via trousseau
To your deathbed you're on view, so Never compromise, accept no substitute I would rather wear a barrel Than conservative apparel |
I am nothing,
You are wind and devil and God, Cahrlie, Take my blood and my body For your love. Let me feel fire, Let me drink poison, Tell me to tear my heart in two, If that's what you want me to do... -I just love this show! |
"A kiss is a terrible thing to waste."
(Since almost nobody saw this show, it's from ALW's "Whistle Down The Wind" |
Fish gotta swim and birds gotta fly
I gotta love one man til I die Can't help lovin' that man of mine |
"Nobody's on nobodys side."
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Oh Tam he's here
He's here, he's so near We might breathe the same air tonight Your fathers here |
"Almost paradise, we're knocking on Heaven's door..."
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It's too high,
This song's too high, Bring it down, Bring it down. |
You know you had a dozen sons
Well now that's not quite true But feel no sorrow, do not grieve He would not want you too -Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat |
I'm gonna wash that man right out of my hair
I'm gonna wash that man right out of my hair I'm gonna wash that man right out of my hair And send him on his way |
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And see, what's on the ssssssLAB! Not a big fan of musicals, but this one I do like a lot. |
It ain't so much a question of not knowing what to do.
I knowed whut's right and wrong since I been ten. I heared a lot of stories and I reckon they are true About how girls're put upon by men. I know I mustn't fall into the pit, But when I'm with a feller, I fergit! I'm jist a girl who cain't say no, I'm in a turrible fix I always say "come on, le's go" Jist when I orta say nix! When a person tries to kiss a girl, I know she orta give his face a smack. But as soon as someone kisses me, I somehow, sorta, wanta kiss him back! I'm jist a fool when lights are low I cain't be prissy and quaint I ain't the type that can faint How c'n I be whut I ain't? I cain't say no! This song was the death of me in my musical theater class... |
Where my dreamin' and my hopin' and my schemin'
and my prayin' and my wishin' to be happy will come true -Titanic |
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