Лучшие песни Billie Holiday
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Billie Holiday
Музыкант
Camarata
Дирижер
Carl Kress
Гитара
Dave Bowman
Фортепиано
George Wettling
Барабаны
Hymie Schertzer
Саксофон-альт
Larry Binyon
Тенор-саксофон
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Allan Roberts
Композитор
Doris Fisher
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It's that ole devil called love game
Gets behind me and keeps giving me that shock again
Put a ring in my eyes
Tears in my dreams
And rocks in my heart
It's that sly ole son of a gun again
He keeps telling me that I'm the lucky one again
But I still have that ring
Still have those tears
And those rocks in my heart
Suppose I didn't stay, ran away, wouldn't play
That devil, what a potion he would brew
He'd follow me around
Build me up, tear me down
Till I'd be so bewildered
I wouldn't know what to do
Might as well give up the fight again
I know darn well he'll convince me
And that he's right again
When he sings that siren song
I just gotta tag along
With that ole devil called love
He's following around
Build me up, tear me down
Till I'd be so bewildered
I wouldn't know what to do
Might as well give up the fight again
I know darn well he'll convince me
That he's right again
When he sings that siren song
I just gotta tag along
With that ole devil called love
With that ole devil called love
Writer(s): Allan Roberts, Doris Fisher
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