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Frank Sinatra - P.S. I Love You

What is there to write? What is there to say?

Same things happen everyday, not a thing to write, not a thing to say,

So I take my pen in hand and start the same old way.

Dear, I thought I'd drop a line, the weather's cool, the folks are fine,

I'm in bed each night at nine, P.S. I love you.

Yesterday we had some rain, but all in all, I can't complain,

Was it dusty on the train, P.S. I love you.

Write to the Browns just as soon as you're able,

They came around to call, and I burned a hole in the dining room table,

And let me see, I guess that's all.

Nothing else for me to say, and so I'll close but by the way,

Everybody's thinking of you, P.S. I love you.

I do my best to obey all your wishes, I put a sign up "Think"

But I gotta buy us a new set of dishes, or wash the ones that are piled in the sink.

Nothing else to tell you dear, except each day seems like a year,

Every night I'm dreaming of you, P.S. I love you.

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Frank Sinatra - I Won't Dance

I won't dance, don't ask me
I won't dance, don't ask me
I won't dance, Madame, with you
My heart won't let my feet do things that they should do

You know what?, you're lovely
You know what?, you're so lovely
And, oh, what you do to me
I'm like an ocean wave that's bumped on the shore
I feel so absolutely stumped on the floor

When you dance, you're charming and you're gentle
'specially when you do the Continental
But this feeling isn't purely mental
For, heaven rest us, I am not asbestos

And that's why
I won't dance, why should I?
I won't dance, how could I?
I won't dance, merci beaucoup
I know that music leads the way to romance,
So if I hold you in arms I won't dance

I won't dance, don't ask me,
I won't dance, don't ask me
I won't dance, Madame, with you
My heart won't let me feet do things that they want to do

You know what?, you're lovely,
Ring-a-ding-ding, you're lovely
And, oh, what you do to me
I'm like an ocean wave that's bumped on the shore
I feel so absolutely stumped on the floor

When you dance, you're charming and you're gentle
'specially when you do the Continental
But this feeling isn't purely mental
For, heaven rest us, I am not asbestos

and that's why
I won't dance, I won't dance
I won't dance, merci beaucoup
I know that music leads the way to romance
So if I hold you in arms I won't dance!!

I Won't Dance by Frank Sinatra