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Mel Tormé - Midnight Swinger lyrics
Hey, Midnight Swinger, How's the world's greatest lover tonight? Emancipated woman's own special delight So, how can the world's last living Casanova be alone? They don't appreciate, The fine kinda lovin' you make. On a scale of seven, You would get an eight! But you're home by your lonesome most every night. You watch Johnny Carson till you turn out the light. He's pretty funny, and it looks like you are too. Irresistible you. Hey Midnight Swinger, Who's got the heart that you're breaking tonight? A center-fold playmate, or a movie-star type? So, how can the world's new Marcello Mastroianni be so blue? My, what a long, long wait. Your geisha girls seem to be late. Who's gonna fan ya? Who's gonna peel your grapes? Well it looks like another boring evening at home. No lovin' tonight, just instant breakfast alone. If losers had contests there's no doubt how you do. Undefeatable you. Undefeatable you. Undefeatable you. |
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