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How I love the kisses of Dolores
Oh I love her aye aye aye, Dolores
Not Marie or Emily or Doris
None of them but only my Dolores, just 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
To be near her aye aye aye, Dolores
I was made to serenade Dolores
Serenade her chorus after chorus
Just imagine eyes like moon rise
A voice like music, lips like wine
What a break if I could make Dolores
Mine all mine
I would die to be with my Dolores
To be near her aye aye aye, Dolores
I was made to serenade Dolores
Serenade her chorus after chorus
Just imagine eyes like moon rise
A voice like music, lips like wine
What a break if I could make Dolores
Mine all mine
- Album:
- Miscellaneous
- Non-Album Releases
- The V Disc Recordings
- V-Disc
- Music Maestro Please
- That Foolish Feeling (1935 - 1947)
- On the Sunny Side of the Street
- That Foolish Feeling
- Doctor Rhythm
- Jazz Legends: Tommy Dorsey (Remastered)
- The Sentimental Gentleman of Swing (Original Songs...
- There Are Such Things (Remastered)
- Music for Magic Moments, Vol. 1 (Remastered)
- Time for Hot Swing Songs, Vol. 1 (Remastered)
- Jazz Legends: Tommy Dorsey
- Dorsey Stomp
- So Little Time
- Airshots of Tommy Dorsey, Vol. 2 (Live)
- Down with Love (Live)
- Tommy Dorsey & His Orchestra Vol 1