Lletres:
Ross Diana Stolen Moments The Lady Sings Jazz Blues

girl blue No use, oh girl You may as well surrender Your hope is getting slender Why won't somebody send a tender blue boy To cheer little girl blue

(b. holiday/a. herzog, jr.) Them that's God shall get Them that's not shall lose So the Bible says And it still is news Momma may have Poppa may have

must you be mean to me Gee, honey it seems to me You love to see me crying I don't know why I stay home Each night when you left all alone Singing the blues

Ooh, what a little moonlight can do Ooh, what a little moonlight can do to you You're in love, your hearts a flutter And all day long you only stutter