How I love the kisses of Dolores
Aye-aye-aye Dolores
Not Marie or Emily or Doris
Only my Dolores
>From a balcony above me
She whispers Love me and throws a rose
Ah but she is twice as lovely
As the rose she throws
I would die to be with my Dolores
Aye-aye-aye Dolores
I was made to serenade Dolores
Chorus after chorus
Just imagine eyes like moonrise
A voice like music, lips like wine
What a break if I could make Dolores
Mine all mine.
I would die to be with my Dolores
Aye-aye-aye Dolores
I was made to serenade Dolores
Chorus after chorus
Just imagine eyes like moonrise
A voice like music, lips like wine
What a break if I could make Dolores
Mine all mine
Submitted by walter at Mon 21 Jan, 2008 12:13 am
Author: Frank Loesser, George Terry (3), Louis Alter, Loesser/Alter
Composer: Frank Loesser, Louis Alter
Publisher: Time Music International Limited
Published in: 2012
Language: English
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