Margaret Whiting - Dime A Dozen (1949) | Текст песни

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• Dime A Dozen (1949)

Dime a dozen
Dime a dozen
You can keep your dime a dozen kisses now
I don't want them
You can keep them
They're not worth a dime a dozen anyhow

The heart you gave me
Was worth no more
Than paper hearts you buy down at the ten cents store
Lips that cheat dear
Don't taste sweet dear
Don't want your dime a dozen kisses anymore

I thought our love was a treasure
Every kiss was like a precious pearl to me

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Then I found out
To my sorrow
That your kisses were as worthless as could be

Dime a dozen
Dime a dozen
You can keep your dime a dozen kisses now
I don't want them
You can keep them
They're not worth a dime a dozen anyhow

You can't kiss others
And break each vow
And then expect to be my one and only now

Lips that cheat dear
Don't taste sweet dear
Don't want your dime a dozen kisses anymore
Don't want your dime a dozen kisses anymore
Don't want your dime a dozen kisses anymore.

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