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Mel Torme
Mel Torme - Sunday In New York
Sunday In New York
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New York on Sunday
Big city taking a nap
Slow down, it's Sunday
Life's a ball, let it fall in your lap
If you've got troubles
Just take them out for a walk
They'll burst like bubbles
In the fun of a Sunday in New York
You can spend time without spending a dime
Watching people watch people pass
Later you pause and in one of those stores
There's that face next to yours in the glass
Two hearts stop beating
You're both too breathless to speak
Love smiles her greeting
Then the dream that has seen you through the week
Comes true on Sunday in New York
New York on Sunday
Big city taking a nap
Slow down, it's Sunday
Life's a ball, let it fall in your lap
And if you've got troubles
Go take them out for a walk
They'll burst like bubbles
In the fun of a Sunday in New York
You can spend time without spending a dime
Watching people watch people pass
Later you pause and in one of those stores
There's that face next to yours in the glass
Two hearts stop beating
You're both too breathless to speak
Love smiles her greeting
Then the dream that has seen you through the week
Comes true on Sunday in New York
Comes true on Sunday in New York
Big city taking a nap
Slow down, it's Sunday
Life's a ball, let it fall in your lap
If you've got troubles
Just take them out for a walk
They'll burst like bubbles
In the fun of a Sunday in New York
You can spend time without spending a dime
Watching people watch people pass
Later you pause and in one of those stores
There's that face next to yours in the glass
Two hearts stop beating
You're both too breathless to speak
Love smiles her greeting
Then the dream that has seen you through the week
Comes true on Sunday in New York
New York on Sunday
Big city taking a nap
Slow down, it's Sunday
Life's a ball, let it fall in your lap
And if you've got troubles
Go take them out for a walk
They'll burst like bubbles
In the fun of a Sunday in New York
You can spend time without spending a dime
Watching people watch people pass
Later you pause and in one of those stores
There's that face next to yours in the glass
Two hearts stop beating
You're both too breathless to speak
Love smiles her greeting
Then the dream that has seen you through the week
Comes true on Sunday in New York
Comes true on Sunday in New York
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| Autor tekstu: |
Carroll Coates Edytuj metrykę |
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| Kompozytor: |
Peter Nero |
| Rok wydania: |
1963 |
| Wykonanie oryginalne: |
Mel Tormé (Sunday in New York, Movie - November 13, 1963) |
| Covery: |
Bobby Darin, Eddie Hazell, Shirley Horn, Joanie Sommers, Mark Murphy, Ernestine Anderson, Grant Chilcott, Diane Hubka, Marc Toussaint, Diana Perez, Ron Kaplan, Gill Cook, Ike Moriz, Bill Coté, Kelly Green, Brian Newman i in. |
| Płyty: |
Mel Tormé Sings Sunday in New York & Other Songs About New York Album 1964 |
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