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LIEBESTRAUM (Franz Liszt/ Arr. Del Porter / Spike Jones) Spike Jones & his City Slickers (vocal: Red Ingle) - 1945 Thine love is mine. Thine heart with mine entwine, love. My soul for thee doth pine. Thine eye doth shine. Thine life with mine combine, love. Thou art my valentine. Lips like apple wine. Face like kalsomine (oh, fine). My clinging vine, My voice for thee doth whine. You're older than Auld Lang Syne. (Musical Break) Twinkle, twinkle little star, How you wonder who I am. Way up in the sky, so low, You're a better man than I am, oh, by Jove. (More Music) The polar bear sleeps in his little bearskin. He sleeps very well, I am told. Last night I slept in my little bare skin, And I got a heck of a cold. (More Music) Pease Porridge hot, Pease porridge cold, Pease porridge in the pot Nine days old. Peehew! (Contributed/Transcribed by Bill Huntley - October 2005)


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