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i have this fantasy in my mind to sing the blues to sing the songs of lonesome people to belt it out from the bottom of my bellows to the tippy tops i see my dark silhouette in even darker places bringing sorrowful songs a touch of sweetness and whole lotta soul soul that'll shake the lonesome loose i could hide my face and bare all emotion for strange familiar faces so i'm crazy, yes, and secretly want to be a lounge singer a lady of the night if you please but think it over, then tell me truly that to breath the blues for those who feel them doesn't entice you as well
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Oct 24, 2014
Oct 24, 2014 at 7:15 PM UTC
a soprano who sings the blues
i have this fantasy in my mind to sing the blues to sing the songs of lonesome people to belt it out from the bottom of my bellows to the tippy tops i see my dark silhouette in even darker places bringing sorrowful songs a touch of sweetness and whole lotta soul soul that'll shake the lonesome loose i could hide my face and bare all emotion for strange familiar faces so i'm crazy, yes, and secretly want to be a lounge singer a lady of the night if you please but think it over, then tell me truly that to breath the blues for those who feel them doesn't entice you as well
aubrey-lambert
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Oct 24, 2014
Oct 24, 2014 at 7:15 PM UTC
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