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What Do You Want To Make Those Eyes At Me For
Emile Ford & The Checkmates
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Howard E Johnson
James V Monaco
Joseph McCarthy
YEAR
1959
What do ya wanna make those eyes at me for
If they don't mean what they say
They make me glad, they make me sad
They make me want a lot of things that I never had
You're fooling around with me now
Well you lead me on and then you run away
Well that's all right, I'll get you alone some night
And baby you'll find, you're messing with dynamite
So what do ya wanna make those eyes at me for
If they don't mean what they say
What do ya wanna make those eyes at me for
If they don't mean what they say
They make me glad, they make me sad
They make me want a lot of things that I never had
You're fooling around with me now
Well you lead me on and then you run away
Well that's all right, I'll get you alone some night
And baby you'll find, you're messing with dynamite
So what do ya wanna make those eyes at me for
If they don't mean what they say
If they don't mean what they say.
If they don't mean what they say
They make me glad, they make me sad
They make me want a lot of things that I never had
You're fooling around with me now
Well you lead me on and then you run away
Well that's all right, I'll get you alone some night
And baby you'll find, you're messing with dynamite
So what do ya wanna make those eyes at me for
If they don't mean what they say
What do ya wanna make those eyes at me for
If they don't mean what they say
They make me glad, they make me sad
They make me want a lot of things that I never had
You're fooling around with me now
Well you lead me on and then you run away
Well that's all right, I'll get you alone some night
And baby you'll find, you're messing with dynamite
So what do ya wanna make those eyes at me for
If they don't mean what they say
If they don't mean what they say.
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Who's Sorry Now
Benny Carter
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Bert Kalmar
Harry Ruby
Ted Snyder
THEMES
Memories/Nostalgia
Love
Sadness
GENRES
Pop
YEAR
1959
Who's sorry now, who's sorry now
Whose heart is achin' for breakin' each vow
Who's sad and blue, who's cryin' too
Just like I cried over you
Right to the end, just like a friend
I tried to warn you somehow
You had your way, now you must pay
I'm glad that you're sorry now
Right to the end, just like a friend
I tried to warn you somehow
You had your way, now you must pay
I'm glad that you're sorry now
Whose heart is achin' for breakin' each vow
Who's sad and blue, who's cryin' too
Just like I cried over you
Right to the end, just like a friend
I tried to warn you somehow
You had your way, now you must pay
I'm glad that you're sorry now
Right to the end, just like a friend
I tried to warn you somehow
You had your way, now you must pay
I'm glad that you're sorry now
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What Is The Secret Of Your Success?
The Coasters
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Jerry Leiber
Mike Stoller
YEAR
1957
What is the secret of your success?
(Do it)
The way you walk or talk or dress
(Do it)
You're so polished in everything you do
(Do it)
All the cats in town are imitating you
(Do it)
You got me puzzled, now come on confess
(Do it)
What is the secret of your success?
Why, how come you make, all the little girls sing?
Some cats got it and some cats ain't
I see you driving in your Rolls Royce car
(Do it)
You are there smoking up a dollar cigar
(Do it)
Every Friday night you out with a movie star
(Do it)
People point at you and say he'll sure go far
(Do it)
Just a year ago you was an awful mess
(Do it)
What is the secret of your success?
Why, you're a devil with the women, but they all call you a saint?
Some cats got it and some cats ain't
In all the fancy places, they've heard of your fame
(Do it)
They bring the bill and you just sign your name
(Do it)
When you crack a joke, everybody laughs
(Do it)
All the girls are beggin' for your autograph
(Do it)
You tour the country from east to west
(Do it)
What is the secret of your success?
You really do achieve what, most folks can't
Some cats got it and some cats ain't
Ooooooo
(Do it)
The way you walk or talk or dress
(Do it)
You're so polished in everything you do
(Do it)
All the cats in town are imitating you
(Do it)
You got me puzzled, now come on confess
(Do it)
What is the secret of your success?
Why, how come you make, all the little girls sing?
Some cats got it and some cats ain't
I see you driving in your Rolls Royce car
(Do it)
You are there smoking up a dollar cigar
(Do it)
Every Friday night you out with a movie star
(Do it)
People point at you and say he'll sure go far
(Do it)
Just a year ago you was an awful mess
(Do it)
What is the secret of your success?
Why, you're a devil with the women, but they all call you a saint?
Some cats got it and some cats ain't
In all the fancy places, they've heard of your fame
(Do it)
They bring the bill and you just sign your name
(Do it)
When you crack a joke, everybody laughs
(Do it)
All the girls are beggin' for your autograph
(Do it)
You tour the country from east to west
(Do it)
What is the secret of your success?
You really do achieve what, most folks can't
Some cats got it and some cats ain't
Ooooooo
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When The Saints Go Marching In
Elvis Presley
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Bernie Baum
Bill Giant
Florence Kaye
THEMES
Baby/Children
Love
Time
GENRES
Pop
YEAR
1956
Oh, when the saints go marching in
Well, when the saints go marching in
Well lord I wanna be in that number,
When the saints go marching in
Well I had a loving mother to walk and talk with me
Now I have no mother, what pleasure do I see?
Oh, when the saints go marching in
Well, when the saints go marching in
Well lord I wanna be in that number,
When the saints go marching in
Yeah, when the sun refuse to shine
When the sun refuse to shine
Well lord I wanna be in that number
When the sun refuse to shine
Oh, when the saints go marching in
Well, when the saints go marching in
Well lord I wanna be in that number,
When the saints go marching in.
Well, when the saints go marching in
Well lord I wanna be in that number,
When the saints go marching in
Well I had a loving mother to walk and talk with me
Now I have no mother, what pleasure do I see?
Oh, when the saints go marching in
Well, when the saints go marching in
Well lord I wanna be in that number,
When the saints go marching in
Yeah, when the sun refuse to shine
When the sun refuse to shine
Well lord I wanna be in that number
When the sun refuse to shine
Oh, when the saints go marching in
Well, when the saints go marching in
Well lord I wanna be in that number,
When the saints go marching in.
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When Irish Eyes Are Smiling
Ruby Murray
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Chauncey Olcott
Ernest R Ball
George Graff Jr
THEMES
Body
Love
Weather
Places
Time
Happiness
GENRES
Easy Listening
Pop
YEAR
1955
There's a tear in your eye
And I'm wondering why
For it never should be there at all
With such pow'r in your smile
Sure a stone you'd beguile
So there's never a teardrop should fall
When your sweet lilting laughter's
Like some fairy song
And your eyes twinkle bright as can be
You should laugh all the while
And all other times smile
And now, smile a smile for me
When Irish eyes are smiling
Sure, 'tis like the morn in Spring
In the lilt of Irish laughter
You can hear the angels sing
When Irish hearts are happy
All the world seems bright and gay
And when Irish eyes are smiling
Sure, they steal your heart away
For your smile is a part
Of the love in your heart
And it makes even sunshine more bright
Like the linnet's sweet song
Crooning all the day long
Comes your laughter and light
For the springtime of life
Is the sweetest of all
There is ne'er a real care or regret
And while springtime is ours
Throughout all of youth's hours
Let us smile each chance we get
When Irish eyes are smiling
Sure, 'tis like the morn in Spring
In the lilt of Irish laughter
You can hear the angels sing
When Irish hearts are happy
All the world seems bright and gay
And when Irish eyes are smiling
Sure, they steal your heart away
And I'm wondering why
For it never should be there at all
With such pow'r in your smile
Sure a stone you'd beguile
So there's never a teardrop should fall
When your sweet lilting laughter's
Like some fairy song
And your eyes twinkle bright as can be
You should laugh all the while
And all other times smile
And now, smile a smile for me
When Irish eyes are smiling
Sure, 'tis like the morn in Spring
In the lilt of Irish laughter
You can hear the angels sing
When Irish hearts are happy
All the world seems bright and gay
And when Irish eyes are smiling
Sure, they steal your heart away
For your smile is a part
Of the love in your heart
And it makes even sunshine more bright
Like the linnet's sweet song
Crooning all the day long
Comes your laughter and light
For the springtime of life
Is the sweetest of all
There is ne'er a real care or regret
And while springtime is ours
Throughout all of youth's hours
Let us smile each chance we get
When Irish eyes are smiling
Sure, 'tis like the morn in Spring
In the lilt of Irish laughter
You can hear the angels sing
When Irish hearts are happy
All the world seems bright and gay
And when Irish eyes are smiling
Sure, they steal your heart away
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Winter Wonderland
Connie Francis
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Felix Bernard
Richard Smith
YEAR
1959
Sleigh bells ring, are you listening
In the lane, snow is glistening
A beautiful sight
We're happy tonight
Walking in a winter wonderland
Gone away is the bluebird
Here to stay is a new bird
He sings a love song
As we go along
Walking in a winter wonderland
In the meadow we can build a snowman
Then pretend that he is Parson Brown
He'll say: Are you married?
We'll say: No man
But you can do the job
When you're in town
Later on, we'll conspire
As we dream by the fire
To face unafraid
The plans that we've made
Walking in a winter wonderland
In the meadow we can build a snowman
And pretend that he's a circus clown
We'll have lots of fun with mister snowman
Until the other kids knock him down
When it snows, ain't it thrilling
Though your nose gets a chilling
We'll frolic and play, the Eskimo way
Walking in a winter wonderland
Walking in a winter wonderland
Walking in a winter wonderland
In the lane, snow is glistening
A beautiful sight
We're happy tonight
Walking in a winter wonderland
Gone away is the bluebird
Here to stay is a new bird
He sings a love song
As we go along
Walking in a winter wonderland
In the meadow we can build a snowman
Then pretend that he is Parson Brown
He'll say: Are you married?
We'll say: No man
But you can do the job
When you're in town
Later on, we'll conspire
As we dream by the fire
To face unafraid
The plans that we've made
Walking in a winter wonderland
In the meadow we can build a snowman
And pretend that he's a circus clown
We'll have lots of fun with mister snowman
Until the other kids knock him down
When it snows, ain't it thrilling
Though your nose gets a chilling
We'll frolic and play, the Eskimo way
Walking in a winter wonderland
Walking in a winter wonderland
Walking in a winter wonderland
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Who's Sorry Now
Nat King Cole
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Bert Kalmar
Harry Ruby
Ted Snyder
THEMES
Memories/Nostalgia
Love
Sadness
GENRES
Pop
YEAR
1957
Who's sorry now, who's sorry now
Whose heart is achin' for breakin' each vow
Who's sad and blue, who's cryin' too
Just like I cried over you
Right to the end, just like a friend
I tried to warn you somehow
You had your way, now you must pay
I'm glad that you're sorry now
Right to the end, just like a friend
I tried to warn you somehow
You had your way, now you must pay
I'm glad that you're sorry now
Whose heart is achin' for breakin' each vow
Who's sad and blue, who's cryin' too
Just like I cried over you
Right to the end, just like a friend
I tried to warn you somehow
You had your way, now you must pay
I'm glad that you're sorry now
Right to the end, just like a friend
I tried to warn you somehow
You had your way, now you must pay
I'm glad that you're sorry now
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White Bucks And Saddle Shoes
Bobby Pedrick Jr.
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Doc Pomus
Mort Shuman
THEMES
Memories/Nostalgia
Weather
Places
Time
GENRES
Pop
YEAR
1958
White bucks and saddle shoes
That's what the kids all choose
Jeanos and slacks of course
Oh, yes, they sure look boss
Getting ready to
Go steady are
White bucks and saddle shoes
Button down shirt and a crew neck sweater
Let's all the kids look so much better
Crewcut and a ponytail
Do the crawl just like a snail
Getting ready to
Go steady are
White bucks and saddle shoes
Two straws and a bottle of pop
Winning first prize doing the bop
Ten kids piled into Daddy's car
Everybody's chewing a candy bar
Well, their white bucks
And saddle shoes
That's the style
That's makin' the news
Ivy league and all at best
In the north and the south
And the east and the west
Getting ready to
Go steady are
White bucks and saddle shoes
[Instrumental]
Two straws and a bottle of pop
Winning first prize doing the bop
Ten kids piled into Daddy's car
Everybody's chewing a candy bar
Well, their white bucks
And saddle shoes
That's the style
That's makin' the news
Ivy league and all at best
In the north and the south
And the east and the west
Getting ready to
Go steady are
White bucks and saddle shoes
Getting ready to
Go steady are
Joe's white bucks
And Mary's saddle shoes
That's what the kids all choose
Jeanos and slacks of course
Oh, yes, they sure look boss
Getting ready to
Go steady are
White bucks and saddle shoes
Button down shirt and a crew neck sweater
Let's all the kids look so much better
Crewcut and a ponytail
Do the crawl just like a snail
Getting ready to
Go steady are
White bucks and saddle shoes
Two straws and a bottle of pop
Winning first prize doing the bop
Ten kids piled into Daddy's car
Everybody's chewing a candy bar
Well, their white bucks
And saddle shoes
That's the style
That's makin' the news
Ivy league and all at best
In the north and the south
And the east and the west
Getting ready to
Go steady are
White bucks and saddle shoes
[Instrumental]
Two straws and a bottle of pop
Winning first prize doing the bop
Ten kids piled into Daddy's car
Everybody's chewing a candy bar
Well, their white bucks
And saddle shoes
That's the style
That's makin' the news
Ivy league and all at best
In the north and the south
And the east and the west
Getting ready to
Go steady are
White bucks and saddle shoes
Getting ready to
Go steady are
Joe's white bucks
And Mary's saddle shoes
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