Duke Ellington - Satin doll

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Cigarette nolder - wich wigs me
over her shoulder - she digs me
cut cattin - that satin doll
Baby shall we go - out skippin
careful amigo - you re flippin
speaks latin - that satin doll
She s nobody s fool so I m playing it cool as can be
I ll give it a whirl but I ain t for no girl catching me
Telephone numbers - well you know
doing my rhumbas - with uno
and that n my satin doll.

Inne utwory

  • Day dream
  • Rocks in my bed
  • I got it bad
  • Sophisticated lady
  • Caravan
  • Azure
  • Everything but you
  • All too soon
  • I let a song go out of my heart
  • Prelude to a kiss
  • My little brown book
  • In a mellow tone
  • Drop me off in harlem
  • Solitude
  • Bli-blip
  • In a sentimental mood
  • Just squeeze me
  • Lush life
  • Lost in meditation
  • Losowe utwory

    Diamonds in the coal

    My Name Is Jackson Jameson, a Coal Miner By Trade
    From a Part of Pennsylvania Even Jesus Couldn t Save
    With Towns Named After Indian Chiefs and Union Army Generals
    It s Nowhere in Particular But Everywhere in General

    History Says Americans, We Have the Right to Choose
    But They Never Mention Those of Us...

    The hills of crucifixion

    Bleeding sky is tonight
    Seperationof gods
    Blasphesy s cries (inthe middle hill)
    Divine ghost

    Black the cross, bloody thorn
    The horn shaped against the holy son

    Infernal land
    Scream the sky
    It s tonight or yesterday
    Blasphemy in godland...

    Lately

    We closed that bar and we closed that town.
    The sun looked different coming up than it did going
    down.
    That was long ago - do you still love me or do you
    hate me?
    I wouldn t know - I haven t seen you lately.

    We could have died dancing in each other s arms
    or...

    Friday night, saturday morning

    Out of bed at eight AM
    Out my head by half past ten
    Out with mates and dates and friends
    That s what I do at weekends

    I can t talk and I can t walk
    But I know where I m going to go
    I m going watch my money go
    At the Locarno

    When my feet...

    Christmas

    Sounds,
    the summer sun comes down.
    I can hardly see the window
    from here now.
    Here and now.
    The snow,
    in waves you ll never know,
    through this ever-changing midnight.
    Just let it go.
    Hey, on this sacred, sun-rinsed day.
    They ll sell our cultrue and
    they ll sell the...