Patricia Barber - Snow | Текст Иностранной Песни
Do you think of me like snow Cool, slippery and white? Do you think of me like jazz As hip as black as night? Do you think of me like linen Summer sheets on which
Patricia Barber - I Get A Kick Out Of You | Текст Иностранной Песни
I get no kick from champagne Mere alcohol doesn't thrill me at all So tell me why should it be true I get a kick out of you? I get no kick from cocaine
Patricia Barber - Miss Otis Regrets | Текст Иностранной Песни
Miss Otis regrets she's unable to lunch today, madam Miss Otis regrets she's unable to lunch today She is sorry to be delayed But last evening down in lover's lane
Patricia Barber - You're The Top | Текст Иностранной Песни
At words poetic I'm so pathetic That I always have found it best Instead of getting it off my chest To let 'em rest unexpressed I hate parading my serenading As
Patricia Barber - Code Cool | Текст Иностранной Песни
Split seconds can carry quite a surprise, diffuse white matter will close my eyes thus brutalized I will sleep as if I were dreaming Emergency downbeat Code Cool
Patricia Barber - What Is This Thing Called Love? | Текст Иностранной Песни
What is this thing called love? This funny thing called love Who can solve it's mystery? Why should it make a fool of me? I saw you there one wonderful day
Patricia Barber - C'est Magnifique | Текст Иностранной Песни
When love comes in and takes you for a spin Ooh, la, la, la, la, c'est magnifique When every night your loved one holds you tight Ooh, la, la, la, c'est magnifique
Patricia Barber - Easy To Love | Текст Иностранной Песни
You'd be so easy to love So easy to idolize, all others above So worth the yearning for So worth keeping the home fires burning for We'd be so grand at the
Patricia Barber - The Storyteller | Текст Иностранной Песни
I have loved you a thousand times, cared not a whit you were not mine. The wise men say I dove too deep, but fools can swim and breathe in sleep. Under the blue, under
Patricia Barber - I Concentrate On You | Текст Иностранной Песни
Whenever skies look gray to me And troubles begin to brew Whenever the winter winds become too strong I concentrate on you When fortune cries nay, nay to me And