| Gee, but it’s tough to be broke, kid.
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| It’s not a joke, kid, it’s a curse.
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| My luck is changing, it’s gotten from
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| simply rotten to something worse
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| Who knows, some day I will win too.
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| I’ll begin to reach my prime.
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| Now though I see what our end is,
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| All I can spend is just my time.
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| I can’t give you anything but love, baby.
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| hat’s the only thing I’ve plenty of, baby.
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| Dream awhile, scheme awhile
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| We’re sure to find
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| Happiness and I guess
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| All those things you’ve always pined for.
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| Gee I’d like to see you looking swell, baby.
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| Diamond bracelets Woolworth doesn’t sell, baby.
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| Till that lucky day you know darned well, baby.
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| I can’t give you anything but love.
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| Rome wasn’t built in a day, kid.
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| You have to pay, kid, for what you get.
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| But I am willing to wait, dear,
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| Your little mate, dear, will not forget.
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| You have a lifetime before you.
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| I’ll adore you, come what may.
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| Please don’t be blue for the present,
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| When it’s so pleasant to hear you say
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| I can’t give you anything but love, baby.
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| That’s the only thing I’ve plenty of, baby.
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| Dream awhile, scheme awhile
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| We’re sure to find
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| Happiness and I guess
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| All those things you’ve always pined for.
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| Gee I’d like to see you looking swell, baby.
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| Diamond bracelets Woolworth doesn’t sell, baby.
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| Till that lucky day you know darned well, baby.
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| I can’t give you anything but love. |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song I Can't Give You Anything But Love , by - Martial Solal. Song from the album Complete Parisian Small Group Sessions 1956-1959, in the genre Джаз