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Right Here Waiting

written by Richard Marx
from the CD "Repeat Offender"
Oceans apart day after day
And I slowly go insane
I hear your voice on the line
But it doesn't stop the pain
If I see you next to never
How can we say forever
Wherever you go
Whatever you do
I will be right here waiting for you
Whatever it takes
Or how my heart breaks
I took for granted, all the times
That I though would last somehow
I hear the laughter, I taste the tears
But I can't get near you now
Oh, can't you see it baby
You've got me goin' crazy
I wonder how we can survive
This romance
But in the end if I'm with you
I'll take the chance
waiting for you

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When I was young I'd listen to the radio
Waiting for my favorite songs
When they played I'd sing along,
It make me smile.

Those were such happy times and not so long ago
How I wondered where they'd gone.
But they're back again just like a long lost friend
All the songs I love so well.
Every shalala every wo'wo
still shines.

Every shing-a-ling-a-ling that they're starting to sing
so fine

When they get to the part
where he's breaking her heart
It can really make me cry
just like before.
It's yesterday once more.
(Shoobie do lang lang)
Looking bak on how it was in years gone by
And the good times that had
makes today seem rather sad,
So much has changed.

It was songs of love that I would sing to them
And I'd memorise each word.
Those old melodies still sound so good to me
As they melt the years away
Every shalala every wo'wo still shines

Every shing-a-ling-a-ling that they're startingTo sing
so fine
All my best memorise come back clearly to me
Some can even make me cry
just like before.
It's yesterday once more.
(Shoobie do lang lang)
Every shalala every wo'wo still shines.
Every shing-a-ling-a-ling that they're starting to sing
so fine
Every shalala every wo'wo still shines.
Every shing-a-ling-a-ling that they're starting to sing
so fine

Casablanca¿¨Èø²¼À¼¿¨  
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Casablanca

I fell in love with you watching Casablanca
Back row at the driven show in the flickering light
Popcorn and cokes beneath the stars
Became champagne and caviare
Making love on a long hot summer's night

I thought you fell in love with me watching Casablanca
Holding hand neath the paddle fan
In Rick's candle lit cafe
Holding in the shadows from the spots
A rocky moonlight in your arms
Making magic at the movies in you old Chevrolet

Oh a kiss is still a kiss in Casablanca
But kiss is not a kiss without your sigh
Please come back to me in Casablanca
I love you more and more each day as time goes by

I guess there're many broken hearts in Casablanca
You know I've really been there so I don't know
I guess our love story will never be seen
On the big wide silver screen
But it hurt just as bad when I had to watch you go

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the river of babylon
by the rivers of babylon.
there we sat down yeah we wept.
when we remembered zion.
by the rivers of babylon.
there we sat down yeah we wept.
when we remembered zion.
for there they that carried us away in captivity.
requiring of us a song.
now how shall we sing the lord¡¯s song.
in a strange land.
for there they that.
carried us away in captivity.
requiring of us a song
now how shall we sing.
the lord¡¯s song in a stranger land.
let the words of our mouths.
and the meditathons of our hearts.
be acceptable in the sight here tonight.
let the words of our mouths.
and the meditathons of our hearts.
be acceptable in the sight here tonight.
by the rivers of babylon.
there we sat down yeah we wept.
when we remembered zion.
by the rivers of babylon.
there we sat down. yeah we wept.
when we remembered zion
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by the rivers of babylon.
there we sat down yeah we wept.
when we remembered zion.
by the rivers of babylon.
there we sat down yeah we wept

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Careless Whisper
                 by  George Michael

I feel so unsure,
As I take your hand and lead you to the dance floor.
As the music dies...
Something in your eyes,
Calls to mind a silver screen,
And all its sad goodbyes.

CHORUS
I'm never gonna dance again,
Guilty feet have got no rhythm.
Though it's easy to pretend,
I know you're not a fool.
I should have known better than to cheat a friend,
And waste a chance that I'd been given.
So I'm never gonna dance again,
The way I danced with you.

Time can never mend,
The careless whisper of a good friend.
To the heart and mind,
ignorance is kind
There's no comfort in the truth,
Pain is all you'll find.

REPEAT CHORUS


Tonight the music seems so loud,
I wish that we could lose this crowd.
Maybe it's better this way,
We'd hurt each other with the things we want to say.

We could have been so good together,
We could have lived this dance forever...
But now, who's gonna dance with me?
Please stay.
(Alternatively):
And now it's never gonna be
That way...

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Now that you're gone...
Now that you're gone...
Now that you're gone...
Was what I did so wrong?
So wrong that you had to leave me alone?

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Watching every motion in my foolish lover s game
On this endless ocean finally lovers know no shame
Turning and returning to some secret place inside
Watching in slow motion as you turn around and say

Take my breath away
Take my breath away

Watching I keep waiting still anticipating love
Never hesitating to become the fated ones
Turning and returning to some secret place to hide
Watching in slow motion as you turn to me and say

Take my breath away

Through the hourglass I saw you, in time you slipped away
When the mirror crashed I called you, and turned to hear you say
If only for today I am unafraid

Take my breath away
Take my breath away

Watching every motion in this foolish lover s game
Haunted by the notion somewhere there s a love in flames
Turning and returning to some secret place inside
Watching in slow motion as you turn to me and say

Take my breath away

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When will I see you again ?
When will we share precious moments ?
Will I have to wait forever ?
Or will I have to suffer
And cry the whole night through
When will I see you again ?
When will our hearts beat together ?
Are we in love or just friends ?
Is this my beginning or is this the end ?
When will I see you again ?
When will I see you again ?
Are we in love or just friends ?
Is this my beginning or is this the end ?
When will I see you again ?
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When will I see you again ?
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Longer than every fishes in the ocean
Higher than any bird ever flew
Longer than there've been stars up in the heavens
I'be been in love with you
(I am in love with you)

Stronger than any mountain cathedral
Truer than any tree ever grew
Deeper than any forest primeval
I am in love with you

I'll bring fire in the winters
You'll sent showers in the springs
We'll fly through the falls
And summers with love upon my wings

Through the years
As the fire starts to mellow
Burning lines in the book of our lives
Though the binding cracks
And the pages start to yellow
I'll be in love with you
I'll be in love with you

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Scarborough Fair
Are you going to Scarborough Fair
Parsley,sage,rosemary and thyme
Remember me to one who lives there
She once was a true love of mine

Tell her to make me a cambric shirt
(Oh the side of a hill in the deep forest green)
Parsley,sage,rosemary and thyme
(Tracing of sparrow on the snow crested brown)
Without no seams nor needle work
(Blankets and bedclothes the child of the mountain)
Then she`ll be ture love of main
(Sleeps unaware of the clarion call)

Tell her to find me an acre of land
(On the side of a hill a sprinkling of leaves)
Parsley,sage,rosemary and thyme
(Washes the grave with silvery tears)
Between the salt water and the sea strand
(A soldier cleans and publishes a gun)
Then she`ll be a true love of mine

Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather
(War bells blazing in scarlet battalion)
Parsley,sage,rosemary and thyme
(Generals order their soldiers to kill)
And gather it all in a bunch of heather
(And to fight for a cause they`ve long ago forgotten)
Then she`ll be a true love of mine


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