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The Sweet Hussy

In his early days he was quite surprised
When she told him she was compromised
By meetings and lingerings at his whim,
And thinking not of herself but him;
While she lifted orbs aggrieved and round
That scandal should so soon abound,
(As she had raised them to nine or ten
Of antecedent nice young men):
And in remorse he thought with a sigh,
How good she is, and how bad am I! -
It was years before he understood
That she was the wicked one - he the good.

poem by Thomas Hardy
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When Did You Get Back From Mars?

We never thought that you were gone until we turned the lights on
and spoke to your god but he ain't saying nothing,
except for some thing about your life going to waste in more ways then one
I never liked him anyways
You push it most days when you're young
and then one day they grow up and everyone's wrong
they can't teach you nothing they give you nothing
so you get thinking maybe there's a phase where everyone floats
south in never ending lemonade
Inside of myself, daylight is almost waking up slow and wondering
how sometimes it isn't always good here
What made you go and when did you get back from mars
You circled 'round odd fallen stars and reached out for the lightning
until you were stung until there was a nice ring,
the only right thing so you get thinking maybe in a way
I'll never know for sure the full sad of everyone
And hey, is there anyone known who gets along just great
with everyone on all the days.

song performed by by I Mother Earth
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Good Old Days

Oh some times I think back to when I was younger
Life was so much simpler then
Dad would be up at dawn
Hed be watering the lawn
Or maybe going fishing again
Oh and mom would be fixing up something in the kitchen
Fresh biscuits or hot apple pie
And Id spend all day long in the basement
Torturing rats with a hack-saw
And pulling the wings off of flies
Those were the good old days
Those were the good old days
The years go by but the memory stays
And those were the good old days
I can still remember good old mr. fender
Who ran the corner grocery store
Oh, hed strolled down the aisle with a big friendly smile
And hed say howdy when you walked in the door
Always treated me nice, gave me kindly advice
I dont know why I set fire to his place
Oh Ill never forget the day I bashed in his head
Well you shouldve seen the look on his face
Let me tell ya now
Those were the good old days
Those were the good old days
The years go by but the memory stays
And those were the good old days
Do you remember sweet michelle
She was my high school romance
She was fun to talk to and nice to smell
So I took her to the homecoming dance
Then I tied her to a chair and I shaved off all her hair
And I left her in the desert all alone
Well sometimes in my dreams
I can still hear the screams
Oh I wonder if she ever made it home
I tell ya
Those were the good old days
Those were the good old days
The years go by but the memory stays
And those were the good old days
Let me tell ya buddy
Those were the good old days
Those were the good old days
The years go by but the memory stays
And those were the good old days

song performed by by Weird Al Yankovic
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I Better Be Good

If I ain't cool
My daddy gonna send me
To Military School
If I ain't nice
My girlie gonna freeze me
With cold shoulder ice
If I'm real late
My teacher gonna use me
For alligator bait
So, I better be good
I better be good
If I jump on the gas
The cops are gonna jump
All over my back
If I smoke too much
Doctor says he's gonna
Put my lungs in a crutch
If I'm caught without my pants
Consuelo's dad is gonna shoot
Until he sees me dance
So, I better be good
I had better be good
You better be nice
You better be nice
You better be nice
You better be nice
Nice, nice, nice - you better be
Nice, nice, nice - you better be
Nice, nice, nice - Uh, uh, uh, uh
Nice, nice, nice
Nice, nice, nice
Nice, nice, nice
You better be nice tonight
If I spray it on the seat
Lady gonna tie a big knot
In the meat
If I spewey too fast
Lover's gonna stick
My Wrangler in a cast
If zipper grabs skin
I'll know I had it out
When I shoulda kept it in
Ow.
I better be good
I better be good
I better be good
Ooh.
You better be nice
You better be nice
You better be nice
You better be nice
Nice, nice, nice - you better be
Nice, nice, nice - you better be
Nice, nice, nice - Uh, uh, uh, uh
Nice, nice, nice
I'd better be nice tonight - yeah
Nice, nice, nice
Nice, nice, nice
Nice, nice, nice

song performed by by Alice Cooper
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When I Was A Child I Believed

When I was a child
a very young child
I looked at the world

of adults in discussion
their patterns of interaction
their comments reactions

a very strange world
differences between what adults said
and what child were told

their masks worn
and I thought about what
they did and why?

Questions were asked
about what you wanted
to be when you grew up?

The work question was important,
but never asked was how well you
would do this work, and for who?

They were often silent or suddenly angry
‘children were to be seen but not heard’
the news to be listened to in serious silence.

First talk repeat their sounds
to smiles laughter
then don’t talk be silent listen?

First stand walk walk how far
then don’t walk stay wait
where your told don’t go away?

When adults met sometimes they would
start to talk a lot fast all at once not one
at a time and laugh a lot talk walk funny?

Why not be on their best behaviour
nice to others as they told children to be?
Why not choose to be good not bad?

Years later I would smile a lot why not
it costs nothing to smile and often others.
Would catch your smile and smile also?

Even when sad smiling was a good thing to do
to appreciate all you have been given.
Even though you could not always play with

what was given or go outside or play with friends.
Especially on those boring rainy days.
So many games were not allowed if you got dirty?

As a teenager smilie would be a nick name.
That smile given freely to people who needed
to smile but chose to be miserable instead!

It never cost anything to be nice to people either!
To give to help had its own record, it felt good!
Happy people are the nice people to be around!

I believed happiness was the most precious gift,
a person could give another, and if sad then to give,
happiness you did not have; was even more important.

Once in my early twenties I was surprised,
a friend said you cannot be that good,
no one is that good, but I knew I was not good.

At twenty-two when about to travel overseas,
my uncle said you think everyone is your friend,
be careful, everyone you meet; is not your friend.

Now I am older and sadly wiser,
yet I still know that to treat a stranger,
as a friend not a treat is still better.

That to say hello with a smile,
and wish people well,
is still a wonderful thing to do.

I still believe it is a better thing to do.
And when kindness is meet with hostility?
I feel pity for the hurt who choose to hurt.

It is not the right way.
It is not God’s way.
It is still not my way.

poem by Terence George Craddock
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Oh, see how thick the goldcup flowers

Oh, see how thick the goldcup flowers
Are lying in field and lane,
With dandelions to tell the hours
That never are told again.
Oh may I squire you round the meads
And pick you posies gay?
--'Twill do no harm to take my arm.
'You may, young man, you may.'

Ah, spring was sent for lass and lad,
'Tis now the blood runs gold,
And man and maid had best be glad
Before the world is old.
What flowers to-day may flower to-morrow,
But never as good as new.
--Suppose I wound my arm right round--
''Tis true, young man, 'tis true.'

Some lads there are, 'tis shame to say,
That only court to thieve,
And once they bear the bloom away
'Tis little enough they leave.
Then keep your heart for men like me
And safe from trustless chaps.
My love is true and all for you.
'Perhaps, young man, perhaps.'

Oh, look in my eyes then, can you doubt?
--Why, 'tis a mile from town.
How green the grass is all about!
We might as well sit down.
--Ah, life, what is it but a flower?
Why must true lovers sigh?
Be kind, have pity, my own, my pretty,--
'Good-bye, young man, good-bye.'

poem by Alfred Edward Housman
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Haunts Me

It was a long time ago but it still haunts me,
Well the good times are paying, but the bad times they come free,
Its been a good few years in the lonely lane, but still it lingers like a stain,
It was a long time ago but it still haunts me.
Ive got a hole in my head and it just wont let me be,
But some days Im happy, and other days I just weep,
Well if I told you what Id done that day, I know youd never talk to me again,
It was a long time ago but it still haunts me.
All the time Im hanging round, Im dodging all the danger,
I dream of days when I was young, and I was just a stranger.
Now dont you worry yourself, cos your friend now lives in peace,
Even though you had to bury all the evidence in the sea,
They found his hair and his brains in an open bag, at the bottom where the wartime ship had sank,
It was a long time ago but it still haunts me.
All the time Im hanging round, Im dodging all the danger,
I dream of days when I was young, and I was just a stranger.
Haunts me,
Haunts me,
Haunts me,
Haunts me,
Haunts me,
Haunts me
Haunts me, yah yah yah yah yah.

song performed by by Zutons
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We Could Be So Good Together

We could be so good together
Ya, so good together
We could be so good together
Ya, we could, I know we could
Tell you lies
I tell you wicked lies
Tell you lies
Tell you wicked lies
Tell you bout the world that well invent
Wanton world without lament
Enterprise, expedition
Invitation and invention
Ya, so good together
Ah, so good together
We could be so good together
Ya, we could, know we could
Alright!
Do da do do do do do bup bup de day
We could be so good together
Ya, so good together
We could be so good together
Ya, we could, I know we could
Tell you lies
Tell you wicked lies
Tell you lies
Tell you wicked lies
The time you wait subtracts the joy
Beheads the angels you destroy
Angels fight, angels cry
Angels dance and angels die
Ya, so good together
Ah, but so good together
We could be so good together
Ya, we could, know we could

song performed by by Doors
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Eddie O Mahony

He never more will walk in the Town of Millstreet in St Mary's cemetery at peace he lay
Perhaps in his mid forties to his early fifties he did die young and it would be fair to say
Of him that he was really a nice person he made so many friends along life's way
And one day his lot it will be our lot as for each of us there is a final day.

In his younger years Eddie O Mahony played Soccer and Gaelic Football in Brian Sullivan's Mal Paso pub he was well known
His family and his many friends will mourn him and Murphy's Terrace and Millstreet Town has lost one of it's own
He seemed so young for to go to the reaper but suppose he was not meant for to grow old
But in the Mal Paso pub his old mates will recall him when stories of the good days will be told.

A youngish man he had so much to live for he did not live for to die as an old man
The reaper takes the young and old and ageing though short in time is the longest life span
One can only hope for Eddie that his end was peaceful that at his end he did not suffer pain
He was well known and well liked around Millstreet and with those who knew him good memories of him will remain.

Pre-deceased by his beloved father Dan O, Eddie is one his friends always will recall
In his younger years as i can well remember he played Sports, Soccer and Gaelic Football
He died as a young enough man that seems so sad of years he did not even reach three score
And he will be sadly missed from the Mal Paso and may he rest in peace forever more.

poem by Francis Duggan
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Holiday

Holiday
Holiday
Hold it here boy is that your bag
In a small sneak and youve just been had
Is that your scene bin, been what have I seen
Well take a seat, feet, get your feet a seat
Put circle round this this and a circle round that
You put one in the front, and one in the back
Would you show it to your mother or share it with another
Slow down bitch
Oh bitch slow down
Im so good, Im so good, Im so good, man Ive been so good
Im so nice, Im so nice, Im so nice, man Im so nice
Holiday
Holiday
Im here to harass you, I want your pills and your grass you
You dont look first class you
Let me look up your ass you
I smell dope, I smell dope, I smell dope, I am smelling dope
I smell dope, I smell dope, I smell dope, I am smelling dope
Holiday
Were so good, were so good, were so good, man weve never been so good
Were so nice, were so nice, were so nice, man weve never been so nice

song performed by by Happy Mondays
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I Am A Wicked Child

Mother mary come to me
Cause I am a wicked child
I have sinned and I am so confused and I am a wicked child
I am a wicked child
I am the devils son and I wish I could be good for you
I walk a crooked mile
but I wish I could be good
I wish I could be good
If I could have kept the straight and narrow
If I could have kept the straight and narrow
And not have broke your heart
Not have broke your heart
Now I wake up in the night
Lying on my bed
It's tugging at my arms and legs
Like I was a marionette
Send baby Jesus
Surely it is time
Send baby jesus
Let him radiate his light
Radiate his light
lyrics from 24-03-2000 webcast:
I am the devils son and I wish I could be good for you
broke your heartwicked child
and I am a wicked child
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and I am a wicked child
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because I am a wicked child
and I deserve to go to hell
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song performed by by Radiohead
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Be Good Johnny

Skip de skip, up the road
Off to school we go
Dont you be a bad boy johnny
Dont you slip up
Or play the fool
Oh no ma, oh no da,
Ill be your golden boy
I will obey evry golden rule
Get told by the teacher
Not to day-dream
Told by my mother:
Be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good be good (johnny)
Be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good (johnny)
Be good be good.
Are you going to play football this year, john?
No!
Oh, well you must be going to play cricket this year then,
Are you johnny?
No! no! no!
Boy, you sure are a funny kid, johnny, but I like you! so tell me,
What kind of a boy are you, john?
I only like dreaming
All the day long
Where no one is screaming
Be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good be good (johnny)
Be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good
Johnny!

song performed by by Men At Work
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S. O. S.

Where are those happy days
They seem so hard to find
I tried to reach for you
But you have closed your mind
Whatever happened to our love
I wish I understood
It used to be so nice
Used to be so good
So when youre near me
Darling cant you hear me
S.o.s.
The love you gave me
Nothing else can save me
S.o.s.
When youre gone
How can I even try to go on
When youre gone
Though I try how can I carry on
You seem so far away - though you are standing near
You made me feel alive but something died I fear
I really tried to make it out
I wish I understood
What happened to our love
It used to be so good

song performed by by Peter Cetera
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Briefs 6

The Universe is neither good nor bad-
Good is mere cultural consensus
And what is profitable for you to think or do
As a member of a group
With an assigned role therein.
Good is what your parents told you was good.
Good is what your peers told you was good.
Good is what the Press told you was good.
Good is what your payer tells you is good
Good is what you wouldn't know was good
Had you not been told, for good is expediency.
And whatever determines the best chance of getting paid.
And if you can clothe expediency with idealogy, oh my-
Then you've really got something!
Good unallied with expediency? Well,
'Do unto others' is still the best code
for the man who wants to do the right thing.
Using this code you cannot go wrong.

poem by Morgan Michaels
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Aunt Tabitha

THE YOUNG GIRL'S POEM

WHATEVER I do, and whatever I say,
Aunt Tabitha tells me that is n't the way;
When she was a girl (forty summers ago)
Aunt Tabitha tells me they never did so.

Dear aunt! If I only would take her advice!
But I like my own way, and I find it so nice
And besides, I forget half the things I am told;
But they all will come back to me--when I am old.

If a youth passes by, it may happen, no doubt,
He may chance to look in as I chance to look out;
She would never endure an impertinent stare,--
It is horrid, she says, and I must n't sit there.

A walk in the moonlight has pleasures, I own,
But it is n't quite safe to be walking alone;
So I take a lad's arm,--just for safety, you know,--
But Aunt Tabitha tells me they did n't do so.

How wicked we are, and how good they were then!
They kept at arm's length those detestable men;
What an era of virtue she lived in!--But stay--
Were the men all such rogues in Aunt Tabitha's day?

If the men were so wicked, I 'll ask my papa
How he dared to propose to my darling mamma;
Was he like the rest of them? Goodness! Who knows?
And what shall I say, if a wretch should propose?

I am thinking if Aunt knew so little of sin,
What a wonder Aunt Tabitha's aunt must have been!
And her grand-aunt--it scares me--how shockingly sad
That we girls of to-day are so frightfully bad!

A martyr will save us, and nothing else can;
Let me perish--to rescue some wretched young man!
Though when to the altar a victim I go,
Aunt Tabitha 'll tell me she never did so.

poem by Oliver Wendell Holmes
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Younger Days

IM STILL YOUNG AT HEART
I PLAY THE PART
I FEEL SO GOOD, I FEEL SO GOOD
WHEN MADISON SQUARE GARDEN NO LONGER SCREAMS FOR ME
AND THE RECORD COMPAGNIE DONT SEND NO LIMOS FOR ME
AND THE YOUNG GIRLS THEY THINK THAT IM TOO OLD
REFREIN:
I KNOW I BE OKE WHEN I THINK OF THE YOUNG DAYS, THE YOUNG DAYS
WITH A MIKE AND A GUITAR I USED TO RACKET ON ANY STAGE, ANY STAGE
FROM THE HOOD TO THE SUBURBS IN THE THEATER NEAR YOU
THE BIG NEONLIGHTS WHENEVER WE CAME THROUGH
PEOPLE PUSHING THROUGH LIKE THEY DONT NO WHAT TO DO
BOUNCERS SCREAMING HE, HE, HE
AINT NO PUSHING TO THE BACK OF THE LINE
DONT YOU KNOW
EVERYBODYS BOUND TO GET IN
WAIT YOUR TURN
TICKETHOLDERS ARE FIRST ON THE LINE
BUT IT MADE ME FEEL SPECIAL WHEN
A HUNDERD GIRLS RUSHED THAT DOOR
AINT NO WHAT THE BOUNCERS SAY
THEY WENT TO THE CLUB SCREAMING TOM
IT MADE ME FEEL SPECIAL WHEN THE SAY
DJ PLAY THIS REQUEST
ALLRIGHT
THINKING OF MY YOUNGER ROWDY DAYS
I KNOW MY PEOPLE SAY
COME RUSH THE DOOR WE GONNA BOMBRUSH THE DOOR (3*) HE, HE ,HE
COME RUSH THE DOOR WE GONNA BOMBRUSH THE DOOR (3*) HE, HE, HE
WHEN I LOOK IN YOUR EYES THATS THE ONLY STARS I SEE
AND I GO THROUGH NEW YORK WITH NO SECURITY
AND ON THE BILLBOARDS IM NO LONGER NUMBER ONE
REFREIN:I KNOW I BE OKE WHEN I THINK OF THE YOUNG DAYS, THE YOUNG DAYS ETC
IT WAS YOUNG AND ROWDY
NOW IM OLD AND ROWDY
AS LONG AS I STAY ROWDY
NOTHING GONNA BE CLOUDY
REFREIN:
IT WAS GOOD IN SIXTY-FIVE
IT WAS GOOD IN SIXTY-SIX
IT WAS GOOD IN SIXTY-SEVEN
I FELT I WAS IN HEAVEN
IT STILL FEELS GOOD
AFTER ALL THESE YEARS
NOW WERE IN A
NEW MILLENIUM
I CAN DIG IT
I STILL DIG IT
I STILL DO IT
CAUSE I LOVE IT YES I DO-ac

song performed by by Tom Jones
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So I Am Told

There is one thing some have yet to discover about impatience.
So I am told.
Less thought with implusive action...
Has a longer unexpected regret span of time,
To reflect upon wishing to have taken more patience!
After finding that having remorse,
Seems to endorse an activity of self infliction...
By an awakened consciousness.
Sitting to never go away.
Even with the aid of good medication...
So I am told!

This can not be taught.
So I am told.
It has to be experienced.
So I am told.
And somehow,
Eventually...
This lesson is learned.
So I am told.

And I wonder why it is I am...
The one this is often told?
Since I am not the one soliciting this advice,
From anyone!
I've got too much to do.
With little time to listen to such nonsense.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Not Me

I once knew all the answers, I stood on certain ground
A picture of true happiness, confidence so effortless
No brighter could be found
I never asked the questions that trouble me today
I knew all there was to know, love worn lightly, put on show
A conquest on display
And who would have thought his love could be so good
Not me, not me
My secrets and my passions understood
Not me, not me
Who would have guessed he'd throw his world away
To be with someone till his dying day
Not me, not me
I shall not envy lovers, but long for what they share
An empty room is merciless, don't be surprised if I confess
I need some comfort there
And who would have thought his love could be so good
Not me, not me
My secrets and my passions understood
Not me, not me
Who would have guessed he'd throw his world away
To be with someone till his dying day
Not me, not me
But not me, oh not me

song performed by by Boyz II Men
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My Love

And when I go away
I know my heart can stay with my love , its understood
Its in the hands of my love , and my love does it good
Wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo , my love does it good
And when the cupboards bare
Ill still find something there with my love
Its understood , its everywhere with my love
And my love does it good
Wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo , my love does it good
Oh I love oh wo......my love
Only my love holds the other key to me
Oh....my love oh...my love
Only my love does it good to me
(solo)
Wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo , my love does it good
Dont ever ask me why , I never say goodbye to my love
Its understood , its everywhere with my love
And my love does it good
Wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo , my love does it good
Oh I love oh wo......my love
Only my love does it good to me
Woooooooooooooh

song performed by by Paul McCartney
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I Thought I Told You That (feat. Faith Evans)

Theres a boy that Im into, hes so fly, so cute
I dreamt of, him every night, he had me, on cloud nine
Thought I could trust him, why?, he said to me when I needed him
He was there for me, then I found out he did the same
For every girl, with a pretty face
I just wanted to believe that
He was so innocent, so sweet
He did everything for me and
People told me all along, he was wrong
But I was so naive
Dont let him do to you what he did to me
Thought I told you that, he would break your heart
He was no good for you, from the start
Thought I told you that, he had another girl
Youre not the only woman in his world
Thought I told you that, he would make you cry
I dont see how you believe his lie
Thought I told you that, I hate to say that I told you so
Take it from me, you better leave him alone
He played me the whole time, thats why Im warning you
Im not the jealous type
cause Ive already been there done that
And nothing that he says will make me want him back
It does matter what he sends me
A dozen flowers or a diamond thats bling bling
Its all good but Im not the one to be staying home while hes having fun
I just wanted to believe that
He was so innocent, so sweet
He did everything for me and
People told me all along, he was wrong
But I was so naive
Dont let him do to you what he did to me
Thought I told you that, he would break your heart
He was no good for you, from the start
Thought I told you that, he had another girl
Youre not the only woman in his world
Thought i told you that, he would make you cry
I dont see how you believe his lie
Thought I told you that, I hate to say that I told you so
Take it from me, you better leave him alone
Girlfriend, Im just trying to make you see
That its not about you, its not about me
You cant let him get the best of you this way
You gotta love yourself and just walk away
Thought I told you that, he would break your heart
He was no good for you, from the start
Thought I told you that, he had another girl
Youre not the only woman in his world
Thought I told you that, he would make you cry
I dont see how you believe his lie
Thought I told you that, I hate to say that I told you so
Take it from me, you better leave him alone
Thought I told you that, he would break your heart
He was no good for you, from the start
Thought I told you that, he had another girl
Youre not the only woman in his world
Thought I told you that, he would make you cry
I dont see how you believe his lie
Thought I told you that, I hate to say that I told you so
Take it from me, you better leave him alone

song performed by by Anastacia
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C'est Si Bon

c'est si bon (it's so good)
De
Com
C'est si bon
Lovers say that in france
When they thrill to romance
It means that its so good
Cest si bon
So i say to you
Like the french people do
Because its oh so good.
Every word, every sigh, every kiss, dear,
Leads to only one thought
And the thought is this, dear!
Cest si bon
Nothing else can replace
Just your slyest embrace
And if you only would
Be my own for the rest of my days
I will whisper this phrase
My darling, my darling...
C'est si bon!

song performed by by Louis Armstrong
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