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Robert Louis Stevenson

Julie London – Why Don’t You Do Right

You had plenty money, Nineteen-Twenty-Two
You let other women make a fool of you
Why don’t you do right like some other men do?
Get out of here and get me some money too

You’re sittin’ down wonderin’ what it’s all about
You ain’t got no money, they will put you out
Why don’t you do right like some other men do?
Get out of here and get me some money too

If you had prepared twenty years ago
You wouldn’t be wanderin’ now from door to door
Why don’t you do right like some other men do?
Get out of here and get me some money too

I fell for your jivin’ and I took you in
Now all you got to offer me’s a drink of gin
Why don’t you do right like some other men do?
Get out of here and get me some money too
Why don’t you do right like some other men do?
Like some other men do

Julie London – Sway

When marimba rhythms start to play
Dance with me, make me sway
Like the lazy ocean hugs the shore
Hold me close, sway me more

Like a flower bending in the breeze
Bend with me, sway with ease
When we dance, you have a way with me
Stay with me, sway with me

Other dancers may be on the floor
Dear, but my eyes will see only you
Only you have that magic technique
When we sway, I grow weak

I can hear the sound of violins
Long before it begins
Make me thrill as only you know how
Sway me smooth, sway me now

Other dancers may be on the floor
Dear, but my eyes will see only you
Only you have that magic technique
When we sway, I grow weak

I can hear the sound of violins
Long before it begins
Make me thrill as only you know how
Sway me smooth, sway me now