Kylie better watch outYou better not cryYou better not

What good are words I say to you?They can't convey to

I dream of you more than you dream I doHow can

You're just too marvelous, too marvelous for wordsLike "glorious", "glamorous" and

1: Céline somebody loves youIt's no good unless he

is my heart aloneAnd without you, life holds no charmYours,

lonely streets, lookin' for a signLivin' lonely dreams, life

my tweed pressed, got my best vest, all I

(Feelin' kinda Sunday, feelin' kinda Sunday, feelin' kinda Sunday)(Feelin' kinda Sunday,

I won't dance, don't ask meI won't dance, don't ask meI

When no one cares, and the phone never ringsThe nights are

It was winter in Manhattan, falling snow flakes filled the airThe

One love will never die as long as I liveOne love

My left shoe's on my right footMy right shoe's on my

love you a bushel and a peckA bushel

Five hundred guys have one thousand eyes for my babyThey stand

Well, he's my guyI don't care what he does'Cause he's my

a fool to want youI'm a fool to want

Jingle bells, jingle bellsJingle all the wayOh, what fun it is

They call you lady luckBut there is room for doubtAt times