Bob Crosby and the Bobcats - Charley, My Boy | Текст песни

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Charley by boy, oh Charley my boy
You thrill me, you kill me with shiver of joy
You've got the kind of, sort of, wonderful ways
That makes me, takes me, tell me what shall I say?

When we dance I read in your glance
Whole pages and ages of love and romance
They tell me that Romeo was some lover too
But boy he should have taken lessons from you
You seem to start where others get through
Oh Charley, my boy.

Charley, my boy, oh Charley, my boy
You thrill me, you kill me with shiver of joy
You've got the kind of, sort of, wonderful ways
That makes me , takes me, tell me what shall I say?

When we dance I read in your glance
Whole pages and ages of love and romance
They tell me that Romeo was some lover too
But boy he should have taken lessons from you
You seem to start where others get through,
Oh Charley, my boy.

And when we dance, I read in your glance
Just oodles and noodles of love and romance
I have a millionarie proposing to me
I think I'll marry him, though he's eighty-three
Think what wealthy widow I'll be
Oh Charley, my boy.

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