This Bit
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Cole Porter
My story is much too sad to be told,
But practically ev'rything leaves me totally cold.
The only exception I know is the case
Where I'm out on a quiet spree
Fighting vainly the old ennui
And I suddenly turn and see
Your fabulous face.
I get no kick from champagne.
Mere alcohol doesn't thrill me at all,
So tell me why should it be true
That I get a kick out of you?
Some get a kick from cocaine.
I'm sure that if I took even one sniff
That would bore me terrific'ly too,
Yet I get a kick out of you.
I get a kick ev'rytime I see
You're standing there before me.
I get a kick though it's clear to me
You obviously don't adore me.
I get no kick in a plane.
Flying too high with some guy in the sky
Is my idea of nothing to do,
Yet I get a kick out of you.
Rondom Songs
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Eaten Alive by Maggots
Nandito Ako
Useless
You
Were Not God
Cuando Te Duermas
Monoton
Laura
Parece Que No
Lonely Island
Hold On
Hellrazor
You and I
Entfache Dieses Feuer
En Cambio
Fellow Hoodlums
If You Only Knew
I Did It
Lucy's Shoe
The Funeral
Gone to Pieces
Out Of The Sun
I'm Bugged
Blackman in Effect