That Old Black Magic Spike Jones & His City Slickers

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All I Want For Christmas Is My Two Front Teeth Spike Jones & His City Slickers

Entire song is done in a falsetto little boy's voice and on most sibilant "S"'s, a "whistling" sound is heard, much as would be emitted by one lacking his two front teeth.

That Old Black Magic Tom Jones

That old black magic has me in its spell That old black magic that you weave so well Icy fingers up and down my spine The same old witchcraft when your eyes meet mine The same old tingle that I feel inside

Little Bo-Peep Has Lost His Jeep Spike Jones

were hard But Bo Peep never minded It didn't ride like a Cadillac She wondered who designed it Roller coasters nearly killed her Aeroplanes they never thrilled her But with Jackson at the wheel She got that

Spike Love And Rockets

These are the most complete lyrics Ive found, and Im not very good at deciphering myself) Renegade conquer the estate His daddys down dealing Creation heaving His mom is on it Then off it Then

Love In Bloom Spike Jones

Can it be the trees That fill the dream With rare and magic perfume Oh no it isn't the trees It's love in bloom Can it be the spring That seems to bring The moonlight into my room Oh no it isn't the spring

Frosty The Snowman Spike Jones

Frosty the snowman knew The sun was hot that day, So he said, "Let's run and We'll have some fun Now before I melt away."

Old Mcdonald Had A Farm (Digitally Re-Mastered 2011) Spike Jones

Now old MacDonald had a farm ee-i-ee-i-o And on this farm he had a dog ee-i-ee-i-o With a bow-wow here bow-wow there Here wow there wow everywhere bow-wow Old MacDonald had a farm ee-i-ee-i-o Now old MacDonald

Old Mcdonald Had A Farm Spike Jones

Now old MacDonald had a farm ee i ee i o And on this farm he had a dog ee i ee i o With a bow wow here bow wow there Here wow there wow everywhere bow wow Old MacDonald had a farm ee i ee i o Now old MacDonald

Hawaian War Chant Spike Jones

oe ikeona ona noho ikanipo As the sun pulls away from the shore and our boat sinks slowly in the west we approach the island of Lu Lu sproing spelled backwards sproing Ul Ul Ah in the distance we hear Spike

Oh! By Jingo Spike Jones

In the land of San Domingo Lived a girl called Oh By Jingo From the fields and from the marshes Came the old and young by goshes Though they spoke a different lingo They all loved Oh By Jingo And every

Old Judge Jones Les Dudek

Old Judge Jones never gave a man break On his hangin' tree the leaves don't shake That man in black what did he say A hundred years and one dark day A widow's tear filled with pain Can make the blue skies

The Glow Worm Spike Jones

loose their way The glow worms nightly Light their tiny lanterns gay Their tiny lanterns gay And twinkle brightly Here and there and everywhere Through mossy dale and hollow Hollow hollow Hello there old

Sweetwater Jones Barry Manilow

Went riding out in to the country night he left his phone still ringing ringing by the t.v.'

Cocktail For Two Spike Jones

given the right To be carefree and gay once again No longer slinking respectfully drinking Like civilized ladies and men No longer need we miss A charming scene like this In some secluded rendezvous That

The Sheik Of Araby Spike Jones

I'm the Sheik of Araby Your love belongs to me At night when you're asleep Into your tent I'll creep And the stars that shine above Will light our way to love You'll roam this land with me I'm the Sheik

Black Magic Carmen Mcrae

That old black magic has me in its spell That old black magic that you weave so well Those icy fingers up and down my spine The same old witchcraft when your eyes meet mine The same old tingle that

Clink Clink Another Drink Spike Jones

a cellar full but now its gone Drink drink the glasses clink Like the anvil chorus and my head is splitting uh brinking uh busting Oh brother Oh ow what'll I do now Pink elephants running after me Oh that

The Blue Danube Spike Jones

believe what you have heard or you have saw Oh the Danube isn't blue it's green Oh the Danube is green as the grass in the spring It's as green as the dollar you spend on a fling It's as green as the paint that

Memories of Us George Jones

The old man has sold his apples Isn't there any more And the city square don't seem as big As it did before.

Black (Feat. Norah Jones) Danger Mouse, Daniele Luppi

We touched the walls of the city streets and Dead ends plain, sadly showed us our ways Of never asking why Cast down it was heaven sent and To the church, no intent to repent on my knees Just to cry

That Old Black Magic (Remastered 2000) (Feat. Margaret Whiting) Freddie Slack and His Orchestra

Old black magic has me in its spell Old black magic that you weave so well Those icy fingers up and down my spine The same old witch craft when your eyes meet mine Same old tingle that I feel inside Then

White Lightnin' George Jones

Well in North Carolina, way back in the hills Me and my old pappy had a hand in a still We brewed white lightnin' 'til the sun went down Then he'd fill him a jug and he'd pass it around Mighty, mighty

Five Foot Two Eyes Of Blue Spike Jones

Five foot two eyes of blueBut oh what those five foot could doHas anybody seen my girlTurned up nose turned down hoseNever had no other beausHas anybody seen my girlNow if you run into aFive foot t...

Come Josephine In My Flying Machine Spike Jones

Oh Say Let us fly dearWhere kid To the sky dearOh you flying machineJump in Miss JosephineShip ahoy Oh joy what a feelingWhere boy In the ceilingHo High Hoopla we flyTo the sky so highCome Josephin...

Nuttin' For Christmas Spike Jones

I broke my bat on Johnny's head, somebody snitched on meI hid a frog in sister's bed, somebody snitched on meI spilled some ink on Mommy's rug, I made Tommy eat a bugBought some gum with a penny sl...

White Lightning George Jones

Well in North Carolina, way back in the hills Me and my old pappy had a hand in a still We brewed white lightnin' 'til the sun went down Then he'd fill him a jug and he'd pass it around Mighty, mighty

DETROIT CITY Tom Jones

I wanna go home I wanna go home Oh how I wanna go home last night I went to sleep in Detroit city And I dreamed about them Cotton fields of home I dreamed About my mother dear old pappy Sister

DETROIT CITY Tom Jones

I wanna go home I wanna go home Oh how I wanna go home last night I went to sleep in Detroit city And I dreamed about them Cotton fields of home I dreamed About my mother dear old pappy Sister

Mansion Over The Hilltop (Feat. Vestal Goodman) George Jones

I'm satisfied with just a cottage below A little silver and a little gold But in that city where the ransomed will shine I want a gold one that's silver lined I've got a mansion just over the hilltop In

A Place In the Country George Jones

For thirty some odd years he faced a grinder in the city Hustlin' day in day out just tryin' to survive He bought his wife the finer things and sent his kids to collage That always took what little bit

Old King Kong George Jones

"Well old King Kong was a hell of'va gorilla He stood four stories tall They shot him with missiles from aeroplanes But he refused to fall With Faye Ray in the palm of his hand He'll walk right over

It Must Be You Tom Jones

The sun is shining, it's everywhere Don't have no worry, don't have no care It must be true, this is the season Baby it must be you It was raining the other day But that lonely feeling has gone away It

Black Magic Woman Rudy Rotta

That old black magic has me in its spell That old black magic that you weave so well Icy fingers up and down my spine That same old witchcraft when your eyes meet mine That same old tingle that I feel

Young Blood Norah Jones

I'll pretend my heart's not on fire If you steal my true love's name Broke down subway in this city of spires Tape your picture over his in the frame We'll imagine we're sleeping revolvers Shotgun

It's Magic Tom Jones

You sigh, the song begins, you speak and I hear violins It's magic The stars desert the skies and rush to nestle in your eyes It's magic Without a golden wand or mystic charms Fantastic things begin when

Black Magic Little Mix

Get your boy on his knees And repeat after me, say Take a sip of my secret potion, I\'ll make you fall in love. For a spell that can\'t be broken, One drop should be enough.

That Old Black Magic Bob Dylan

That old black magic has weaved its spell That old black magic that you weave so well Those icy fingers up and down my spine Same old witchcraft when your eyes meet mine Same old tingle that I feel inside

Voodoo City Black 47

[Incomprehensible] Paddy came down to Voodoo City Met a lady on Bourbon Street She was dark, she was beautiful Swept that boy right off his feet Runnin' from the man in New York City I fled down south

That Old Black Magic Ultra Lounge

That old black magic has me in a spell Old black magic that you weave so well Those icy fingers up and down my spine The same old witchcraft when your eyes meet mine The same old tingle that I feel inside

That Old Black Magic (Song) 1956 Marilyn Monroe

That old black magic has me in a spell Old black magic that you weave so well Those icy fingers up and down my spine The same old witchcraft when your eyes meet mine The same old tingle that I feel inside

That Old Black Magic James Moody

That old black magic has me in a spell Old black magic that you weave so well Those icy fingers up and down my spine The same old witchcraft when your eyes meet mine The same old tingle that I feel inside

That Old Black Magic Ella Fitzgerald

That old black magic has me in its spell That old black magic that you weave so well Icy fingers up and down my spine The same old witchcraft when your eyes meet mine The same old tingle that

Black Peter The Grateful Dead

Driving that train, high on cocaine, Casey Jones is ready, watch your speed. Trouble ahead, trouble behind, And you know that notion just crossed my mind.

Johnny Too Bad The Slickers

"Walking down the road With an old blade in your hand, Johnny too bad, that's what they say Walking down the road With a blade in your waist, Johnny too bad, Johnny too bad Don't you play come faking

That Old Black Magic Frank Sinatra

<< That Old Black Magic >> --- Frank Sinatra That old black magic has me in its spell That old black magic that you weave so well Icy fingers up and down my spine The same old witchcraft

Bustopher Jones Andrew Lloyd Webber(로이드 웨버)

Bustopher Jones is not skin and bones-- In fact, he\'s remarkably fat. He doesn\'t haunt pubs--he has eight or nine clubs, For he\'s the St. James\'s Street Cat!

The Apple Stretching Grace Jones

dumptruck into the fence, The tin cans go clattering down the lane, A drowsy bum thinks it's thunder, And pulls the news over his head to stop the rain.

That Old Black Magic Harold Arlen

That old black magic has me in its spell That old black magic that you weave so well Icy fingers up and down my spine The same old witchcraft when your eyes meet mine The same old tingle that

That old black magic Marilyn Monroe

That old black magic has me in its spell That old black magic that you weave so well Those eyes see play gilrs are paly and down my spine The same old witchcraft when your eyes meet mine The same