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Latin in a Satin Mood
Julie Is Her Name
1951
Your Number Please
1959
Around Midnight
1960
Whatever Julie Wants
1961
Sophisticated Lady
1962
The End Of The World
1963
The Wonderful World Of Julie London
1963
Latin in a Satin Mood
1963
Feeling Good
1965
Our Fair Lady
1965
For The Night People
1966
With Body & Soul
1967
Nice Girls Don't Stay For Breakfast
1967
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Julie Is Her Name
1951 -
Your Number Please
1959 -
Around Midnight
1960 -
Whatever Julie Wants
1961 -
Sophisticated Lady
1962 -
The End Of The World
1963 -
The Wonderful World Of Julie London
1963 -
Latin in a Satin Mood
1963 -
Feeling Good
1965 -
Our Fair Lady
1965 -
For The Night People
1966 -
With Body ＆ Soul
1967 -
Nice Girls Don΄t Stay For Breakfast
1967
Julie London - Sway with me / 1963
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Julie London - Sway with me
Versuri/text :
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 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 swell 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
Versuri/text :
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 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 swell 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
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