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Lullaby of Birdland, that's what I
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always hear when you sigh.
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Never in my wordland
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could there be ways to reveal
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in a phrase how I feel.
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Have you ever heard two turtle doves
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bill and coo when they love?
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That's the kind of magic
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music we make with our lips
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when we kiss.
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And there's a weepy old willow,
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he really knows how to cry.
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That's how I'd cry in my pillow
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if you should tell me farewell and goodbye.
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Lullaby of Birdland whisper low,
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kiss me sweet and we'll go
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flyin' high in Birdland,
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high in the sky up above
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all because we're in love.
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Lullaby of birdland
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| Sarah Vaughan |
