SOPHISTICATED LADY BY DUKE ELINGTON
Sophisticated lady
Sophisticated lady
Sophisticated lady
Sophisticated lady
Everyone Knows how she got her name
She's a lady with diffrent stlye
She Stands up tall and ready like the Eiffel Tower
She is hip to the politics, but loves her jazz
Shes got lots of rythem, she got lots of class
Everyone body knows how she got her name, yeah, yeah
Oh, huh
She weres knee-length dresses with her high-high steppers
She's notno back stabber, but she's sure a pleaser
She talks quiet and gentle, she acts very cool
she sticks close to her love, she obeys Gods rule (Whoa)
Sophisticated lady (Sophisticated lady, yeah)
Sophisticated lady (oh)
Sophisticated lady (That's her name, that's her name
Sophisticated lady (Whoa, whoa)
Everyone knows how she got her name, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yi, yi, yi, yi, yi whoa, oh...
Whoa...oh...oh...oh...
She's the kind of person that you'd like to meet
'Cause she's always smilin' and she's always neat
She can start fires in the coldest man
She's a hip slick sisters know throught the land, oh
Sophisticated lady (That's her name)
Sophisticated lady (Sophisticated lady)
Oh, well, woo, woo, woo, woo,woo
Hoo, that's her name, yeah
Sophisticated lady (Lady,lady)
Sophisticated lady (oh)
Sophisticated lady (Ah, ah, ah)
Sophisticated lady (Ooh, ooh)
Sophisticated lady (ooh)
Sophisticated lady
Sophisticated lady
DONT YOU KNOW I CARE
DUKE ELINGTON
Don't you know i care
or don't you care to know
If you know i care,
How can you Hurt me.
Darling, you are part of me ev'ry breath i take
will you break my heart
O give me heart a break?
I can figure out what you love's all about,
and where i fit into your scheme.
Am i wasting time, please tell me
'Cause I'm down tomy last dream.
Won't be fair,
Love me or let me go
Don't you know i care
Or don't you care to know I GOT IT BAD AND THAT AN'T GOOD By Duke Elington
Though folks with good intentions
Tell me to save my tears
Well I'am so mad about him
I can't live with out him
Never treats me sweet and gentle
The way he should
I'v got it bad
And that ain't good
My poor hear is sentimental
Note made of wood
I'v got it bad
And that ain't good
And when the week ends over
I end up like i start out
Just crying love me like i love him
No, nobody could
I've got it bad
And that Ain't good
Lord above me, make him love me
The way he should
I got it Bad
And that Ain't good
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