Lyrics:
was.
Thanks for the memory
Of Schubert's Serenade,
Little things of jade
And traffic jams
And anagrams
And bills we never paid,
How lovely it
Thanks for the memory
Of Schubert's Serenade
Little things of jade
And traffic jams
And anagrams
And bills we never paid
How lovely it was
We who
The local rock group down the street
Is trying hard to learn their song
They serenade the weekend squire
Who just came out to mow his lawn
While from the darkened wings
That music box played on
Sad little serenade
Song of my heart's composing
I hear it still; I always will
Best
Now everybody serenade the new faith of Kendrick Lamar
This is king Kendrick Lamar
King Kendrick and I meant it, my point intended is raw
Fix your
to the man who plays the mandolino
You offer him a cigarette a glass of wine
That's how he's paid to serenade your lady fair
With his little mandolino
Got me a guitar, got a six strings
And a picker to make 'em ring
Every string's gotta know what to do
'Cause I'm gonna use 'em to serenade you
'Cause
the silver snow to gold!
A robin's serenade when day is through, a bubbling brook beside our rendezvous,
Your sweet voice whispering "Darling, I love you",
was.
Thanks for the memory
Of Schubert's Serenade,
Little things of jade
And traffic jams
And anagrams
And bills we never paid,
How lovely it
Shall I wasting and Mavourneen and the rest
We will serenade our Louie while life and voice shall last
Then we'll pass and be forgotten with the rest
While from the darkened wings
That music box played on
Sad little serenade
Song of my heart's composing
I hear it still; I always will
Best
to take your place
'Cause each and every time you touch the spray paint can
Michelangelo's soul controls your hand
Then serenades of blue and red
When a bird young and free
Hangs around a certain tree
Singing serenades that tell his love is true
That's because it's the natural thing to do
serenade
Any deeper blue and you're playin' in your grave
Save your notes, don't spend 'em on the blues boy
Save your notes, don't spend 'em
The local rock group down the street
Is trying hard to learn their song
They serenade the weekend squire
Who just came out to mow his lawn
the silver snow to gold!
A robin's serenade when day is through, a bubbling brook beside our rendezvous,
Your sweet voice whispering "Darling, I love you",
wasting and Mavourneen and the rest
We will serenade our Louie while life and voice shall last
Then we'll pass and be forgotten with the rest
We're poor
bravissimo
He repeats his serenade
And his heart beats so fortissimo
When she raises her Venetian shade...
Ciribiribin, he waits for her each night
was.
Thanks for the memory
Of Schubert's Serenade,
Little things of jade
And traffic jams
And anagrams
And bills we never paid,
How lovely it
was.
Thanks for the memory
Of Schubert's Serenade,
Little things of jade
And traffic jams
And anagrams
And bills we never paid,
How lovely it
this one for the Lord?
Or do I simply serenade for things I must afford?
You can jumble them together, my conflict still remains
Holiness is calling,
[Background chorus]
(Peanut do bop do bop)
(Peanut do bop do bop)
In Cuba each merry maid wakes up with this serenade
Peanuts (they're nice
serenade)
Oh promise you'll be true fare Thee well Lily Marlene till I'll return to you
Fare Thee well Lily Marlene
Although each tale must have
to sing
This serenade made for remembering
A small cafe, Mam'selle
Our rendezvous, Mam'selle
The violins were warm and sweet
And so were you,
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