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All of MeGerald Marks, Seymour SimonsAll of me, why not take all of me? Can’t you see I’m no good without you? Take my lips, I want to lose them. Take my arms, I’ll never use them. You’re good-bye left me with eyes that cry. How can I get along without you? You took the part that once was my heart, So why not, why not take all of me? All of me, come on, get all of me. Can’t you see I’m just a mess without you? Take my lips, I want to lose them. Get a piece of these arms, I’ll never use them. You’re good-bye left me with eyes that cry. How can I ever make it without you? You know, you’ve got the part used to be my heart, So why not, why not take all of me? 1944 |
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