Holly Cole

Rusted brandy in a diamond glass Everything is made from dreams Time is made from honey slow and sweet Only the fools know what it means Temptation, temptation, temptation I can't resist Well I know that she is made of smoke But I've lost my way He k

If, I expected love, when first we kissed, blame it on my youth 如果,我曾经期待爱,当我们初吻的时候,只能怪它在我年轻的生命里 If only just for you, I did exist, blame it on my youth 如果只为你,我就存在,只能怪它在我年轻的生命里 I believed in everything 我相信一切 Just Like a child of three 就像一个三岁的小孩 You me

[ti:Alley Cat Song] [ar:Holly Cole] [al:This House Is Haunted] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.62]Alley Cat Song - Holly Cole [00:17.69]He goes on the prowl each night [00:23.87] [00:25.26]Like an alley cat [00:29.63] [00:31.62]Looking for some new delight [

Now he's been gone For such a long time. Ever since he's been gone He's been on my mind. I got a letter today Just about noon, Said don't worry baby, I'll be home soon. Every day will be like a holiday. When my baby, When my baby comes home. I never

Santa baby, slip a sable under the tree, for me I've been an awful good girl Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight Santa baby, an out-of-space convertible too, light blue I'll wait up for you dear Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonig

(baby,baby,baby its cold) I really cant stay (but baby its cold outside) I've got to go away (but baby its cold outside) this evening has been... (been hopin' that you'd drop in) so very nice (I'll hold your hands they're just like ice) my mother wil

when we played our charade we were like children posing playing at games, acting out names guessing the parts we played oh what a hit we made we came on next to closing best on the bill, lovers until love left the masquerade fate seemed to pull the s

A stick, a stone, It's the end of the road, It's the rest of a stump, It's a little alone It's a sliver of glass, It is life, it's the sun, It is night, it is death, It's a trap, it's a gun The oak when it blooms, A fox in the brush, A knot in the wo

The house is haunted By the echo of your last goodbye The house is haunted By the memories that refuse to die I can't get away from the vision that brings Intimate glimpses of intimate things A voice in my heart like a torch singer sings I wonder who

Life is just a bowl of cherries Don't make it serious, life's too mysterious You work, you save, you worry so But you can't take your dough when you go, when you go Keep repeating, it's the berries The strongest oak must fall The sweet things in life

Make it go away or make it better Isn't that what love is supposed to do? Make it go away or make it better Cause I would do either one for you This is not the way you should see me This is not the face I recognize Could I lay my head down here for a

Everybody's gone away Said they're movin to L.A. There's not a soul I know around Everybody's leavin' town Some caught a freight, some caught a plane Found the sunshine in the rain They said this town's will waste their time I guess they're right, it

I was dancin' with my darlin' To the Tennessee Waltz When an old friend I happened to see I introduced her to my loved one, And while they were dancing, My friend stole my sweetheart from me I remember the night, And the Tennessee Waltz Now I know ju

You only live twice or so it seems One life for yourself and one for your dreams You drift through the years and life seems tame Till one dream appears and love is its name And love is a stranger who'll beckon you on Don't think of the danger or the

Got no time for the corner boys Down in the street makin all that noise. Don't want no hos on 8th avenue. Cuz tonight I'm gonna be with you. Tonight I'm gonna take that ride Cross the river to the Jersey side. Take my baby to the carnival. Well I'll

Sweetheart of mine I sent you a valentine Sweetheart of mine it's more than a valentine Be careful it's my heart It's not my watch you're holding, it's my heart It's not the note I sent you that you quickly burned It's not the book I lent you that yo

Que Sera Sera-Holly Cole When I was just a little girl I asked my mother What will I be? Will I be pretty? Will I be rich? Here's what she said to me.... Que sera sera Whatever will be, will be. The future's not ours to see, Que sera Que sera Que ser