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Don?t wanna listen to my telephone ring Or sing ding-a-ling or talk about a thing Not this morning Don?t wanna think about the night before Or maybe it

Bridal Ballad Poem lyrics of Bridal Ballad by Edgar Allan Poe. The ring is on my hand, And the wreath is on my brow; Satin and jewels grand Are all at

Time after time I sit and I wait for your call I know I'm a fool but what can I say Whatever the price I'll pay for you, madame blue Once long ago, a

See the clouds adrift so far below Everchanging as they come and go Makes me wonder why I'm up so high When really I am down so low Of all the wonders

In my leisure suite Quit talking Just for talking Please In my leisure suite Sometimes I feel the room surround me With possibility Build fires to stoke

It's cold and it's getting colder It's gray and white and winter all around And oh, I must be getting older And all this snow is trying to get me down

A spider wanders aimlessly within the warmth of a shadow Not the regal creature of border caves But the poor, misguided, direction less familiar Of some

[Musica: Johann Sebastian Bach] [INSTRUMENTAL]

Under the pillow I bury my head and try to shut Chicago out As it turns out, there's a whole other world of sounds Of perfect fifths low skids and Arctic