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Liza Minnelli Liza With A Z A Concert For Television Live

alone Well, there's a moral to learn from little Shirley Devore Who had to borrow a thou' to find a lover next door You girls who live in apartments

talkin' Jimmy Ray was the son of a preacher man Yes, he was now That man, that Jimmy Ray Was a preacher man's son Yes, he was now Jimmy Ray was a preacher

two people Who have already known each other for quite a while So we're alone again tonight I read a book, you watch the fight A stifled yawn, a can

or Ginger or Faye but when your a Liza, you always have to say, no it's Liza with a "Z" not Lisa with an "S" cause Lisa with an "S" goes snoz Its Z

last forever We would stay together and share the laughter With never ever a morning after It was a good time, it was the best time It seemed a short time, but such a