Song | Much More |
Artist | Barbra Streisand |
Album | The Barbra Streisand Album: Arranged and Conducted by Peter Matz |
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Lyrics:H.Schmidt/T.Jones Music:H.Schmidt/T.Jones | |
I'd like to swim | |
In a clear blue stream | |
Where the water is icy cold | |
Then go to town | |
In a golden gown | |
And have my fortune told | |
Just once, just once | |
Just once before I am old | |
I'd like to be not evil | |
But a little wordly wise | |
To be the kind of girl designed | |
To be kissed upon the eyes | |
I'd like to dance till two o'clock | |
Or maybe dance till dawn | |
Or if the band could stand it | |
Just go on and on and on | |
Just once, just once | |
Before the chance is gone | |
I'd like to waste a week or two | |
And never do a chore | |
To wear my hair unfastened | |
So it billows to the floor | |
To do the things | |
I'd dreamed about | |
But never done before | |
Perhaps I'm bad or wild or mad | |
With lots of grief in store | |
But I want much more | |
Than keepin' house | |
Much more, much more, much more! |
Lyrics: H. Schmidt T. Jones Music: H. Schmidt T. Jones | |
I' d like to swim | |
In a clear blue stream | |
Where the water is icy cold | |
Then go to town | |
In a golden gown | |
And have my fortune told | |
Just once, just once | |
Just once before I am old | |
I' d like to be not evil | |
But a little wordly wise | |
To be the kind of girl designed | |
To be kissed upon the eyes | |
I' d like to dance till two o' clock | |
Or maybe dance till dawn | |
Or if the band could stand it | |
Just go on and on and on | |
Just once, just once | |
Before the chance is gone | |
I' d like to waste a week or two | |
And never do a chore | |
To wear my hair unfastened | |
So it billows to the floor | |
To do the things | |
I' d dreamed about | |
But never done before | |
Perhaps I' m bad or wild or mad | |
With lots of grief in store | |
But I want much more | |
Than keepin' house | |
Much more, much more, much more! |
Lyrics: H. Schmidt T. Jones Music: H. Schmidt T. Jones | |
I' d like to swim | |
In a clear blue stream | |
Where the water is icy cold | |
Then go to town | |
In a golden gown | |
And have my fortune told | |
Just once, just once | |
Just once before I am old | |
I' d like to be not evil | |
But a little wordly wise | |
To be the kind of girl designed | |
To be kissed upon the eyes | |
I' d like to dance till two o' clock | |
Or maybe dance till dawn | |
Or if the band could stand it | |
Just go on and on and on | |
Just once, just once | |
Before the chance is gone | |
I' d like to waste a week or two | |
And never do a chore | |
To wear my hair unfastened | |
So it billows to the floor | |
To do the things | |
I' d dreamed about | |
But never done before | |
Perhaps I' m bad or wild or mad | |
With lots of grief in store | |
But I want much more | |
Than keepin' house | |
Much more, much more, much more! |