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When I was a little girl my father used to say "If trouble ever troubles you just dream your cares away" A dream is a wish your heart makes When you'

Stop me if you've heard this one I feel as though we've met before Perhaps I'm mistaken But it's just that I remind you Of someone you used to care about

I've got some records here To put you in the mood. The phone is off the hook So no one can intrude. I feel romantic And the record changes automatic,

I read that it's all black and white Ooh, the spectrum made a shade I like Ooh, those crimson rays of ruby bright Ah! The technicolor light Red! Red!

Daybreak How can I ever leave this place beside you? You were the only one I ever cried to The night is through Now it's heartache I got to get home

You give your hand to me Then you say "Hello" And I can hardly speak My heart is beating so And anyone can tell You think you know me well But you don