ONE VOICE
By
Barry Manilow
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Just One Voice,
Singing in the darkness,
All it takes is One Voice,
Singing so they hear what’s on your mind,
And when you look around you’ll find
There’s more than
One Voice,
Singing in the darkness,
Joining with your One Voice,
Each and every note another octave,
Hands are joined and fears unlocked,
If only
One Voice
Would start it on its own
We need just One Voice
Facing the unknown,
And that One Voice
Would never be alone
It takes that One Voice.
Ba ba ba da da da da,
Ba ba ba ba ba ba da da da,
Ba ba ba ba ba ba
It takes that one voice
Just One Voice
Singing in the darkness,
All it takes is One Voice,
Shout it out and let it ring.
Just One Voice,
It takes that One Voice,
And everyone will sing!
MY KIND OF TOWN (CHICAGO IS)
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My kind of town, Chicago is
My kind of town, Chicago is
My kind of people too
People who,smile at you
And each time I leave, Chicago is
Tugging my sleave, Chicago is
One town that won’t let you down
It’s my kind of town
My kind of town, Chicago is
My kind of town, Chicago is
My kind of razzmatazz
And it has, all that jazz
And each time I rome, Chicago is
Calling me home, Chicago is
One town that won’t let you down
It’s my kind of town
Chicago is
The Wrigley Building, Chicago is
The Union stock yard, Chicago is
One town that won’t let you down
It’s my
My kind of town
YOU’VE LOST THAT LOVIN’ FEELING
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You never close your eyes anymore when I kiss your lips.
And there’s no tenderness like before in your fingertips.
You’re trying hard not to show it, (baby).
But baby, baby I know it…
You’ve lost that lovin’ feeling,
Whoa, that lovin’ feeling,
You’ve lost that lovin’ feeling,
Now it’s gone…gone…gone…wooooooh.
Now there’s no welcome look in your eyes when I reach for you.
And now your’re starting to critisize little things I do.
It makes me just feel like crying, (baby).
‘Cause baby, something in you is dying.
You lost that lovin’ feeling,
Whoa, that lovin’ feeling,
You’ve lost that lovin’ feeling,
Now it’s gone…gone…gone…woooooah
Baby, baby, I get down on my knees for you.
If you would only love me like you used to do, yeah.
We had a love…a love…a love you don’t find everyday.
So don’t…don’t…don’t…don’t let it slip away.
Baby (baby), baby (baby),
I beg of you please…please,
I need your love (I need your love),
I need your love (I need your love),
So bring it on back (So bring it on back),
Bring it on back (so bring it on back).
Bring back that lovin’ feeling,
Whoa, that lovin’ feeling
Bring back that lovin’ feeling,
‘Cause it’s gone…gone…gone,
And I can’t go on,
Noooo…
Bring back that lovin’ feeling,
Whoa, that lovin’ feeling
Bring back that lovin’ feeling,
‘Cause it’s gone…gone…
WHY DON’T WE TRY - A SLOW DANCE
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Why don’t we try a slow dance
It’s all going by us to fast
Oh, why don’t we try a slow dance
And maybe this moment will last
All night long we’ve been dancing
Dancing too far away
All night long I’ve been waiting for them
To play a slow one
Why don’t we try a slow dance
Before it all comes to a close
We’ll see how it feels
And see where the feeling goes
Oh why don’t we try a slow dance and then
Who knows
It’s all goin’ by us to fast
And maybe this moment will last
All night long we’ve been dancing
Dancin’ to far away
All night long I ‘ve been wateing for them
To play a slow one
Why don’t we try a slow dance
Before it all comes to a close
We’ll see how it fells
And see where the fellin’ goes
Oh why don’t we try a slow dance
And then who knows
Then who knows
Who knows
Who knows
BROOKLYN BLUES
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See I flew in from the West Coast
Just the other day.
Yes, I flew in from the West Coast
And we circled J.F.K.
The movie ended and I pulled up the shade,
Looked out the window while the Muzak played.
But in my head I’m singin’,
Singin’ the Brooklyn Blues.
Oh, yea.
When you’re growin’ up in Brooklyn
The Bridge is like a friend.
Said when you’re growin’ up in Brooklyn
That Bridge is sure your friend.
Because that river, looks a hundred miles wide
When all your dreams are on the other side,
And that can start you singin’
Singin’ the Brooklyn Blues.
Oh, yea.
Now I’ve got myself some money
A mansion in Bel-aire.
Yes I’ve spent a lot of money
And I’ve been most everywhere.
But still there’s somethin’ missin’ I’ve got to find,
A part of me I must’ve left behind,
That makes a guy start feelin’,
Feelin’ those Brooklyn Blues.
My my
I’ve sung love songs to a princess
More than once or twice.
I’ve sung rock ‘n’ roll in Paris,
Jazz in paradise.
But there’s a song of mine I couldn’t have sung,
A tune I started back when I was young.
Now I’ve come home to finish,
Finish my Brooklyn Blues
My Brooklyn Blues
YOU MADE ME LOVE YOU
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You made me love you
I didn’t wanna do it
I didn’t wanna do it
You made me want you
And all the time you knew it
I guess you always knew it
You made me happy sometimes
You made me glad
But there were times
You made me feel so bad
You made me cry for
I didn’t wanna tell you
I didn’t wanna tell you
I want some love that’s true
Yes, I do, ‘deed I do
You know I do
Gimmie, gimmie, gimmie, gimmie what I cry for
You know you’ve got the brand of kisses
That I’d die for
You know you made me love you
You made me cry for
I didn’t wanna tell you
I didn’t wanna tell you
I want some love that’s true
Yes, I do, ‘deed I do
You know I do
Gimmie, gimmie, gimmie, gimmie what I cry for
You know you’ve got the brand of kisses
That I’d die for
You know you made me love you