Milton Pascal / Edgar Fairchild
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These are nights below
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And that's the moon above
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And those are eyes that say you're mine
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Why can't we combine these'n that'n those
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These are moments rare
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And that's the comfy chair
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And those are lips that should be kissed
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How can we resist these'n that'n those
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Holding conversation is no recreation
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And we have so much more to do
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I'd be disrespectful
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If I were neglectful
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Of all that nature gave to you
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These two hearts are bold
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And that's a hand to hold
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And those two arms have room to spare
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Where we both can share these'n that'n those
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THESE 'N' THAT 'N' THOSE
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| Billie Holiday |
