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SINGER: Frank Sinatra
SONG:Dolores
How i love the kisses of dolores aye-aye-aye dolores not marie or emily or doris only my dolores From a balcony above me she whispers "love me" and throws a rose ah but she is twice as lovely as the rose she throws
I would die to be with my dolores aye-aye-aye dolores i was made to serenade dolores chorus after chorus Just imagine eyes like moonrise a voice like music, lips like wine what a break if i could make dolores mine all mine. <musical interlude> I would die to be with my dolores aye-aye-aye dolores i was made to serenade dolores chorus after chorus Just imagine eyes like moonrise a voice like music, lips like wine what a break if i could make dolores mine all mine
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