Song | I Wonder Who's Kissing Her Now |
Artist | Ray Charles |
Album | The Collection |
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Lyrics:Frank R.Adams/Will M.Hough Music:Harold Orlob/Joe Howard | |
You have loved lots of girls in the sweet long-ago | |
And each has meant heaven to you | |
You have vowed your affection to each one in turn | |
And have sworn to them all you'd be true | |
You have kissed 'neath the moon while the world seemed in tune, | |
Then you've left her to hunt a new game. | |
Does it ever occur to you later my boy, that she's prob'ly doing the same? | |
If you want to feel wretched and lonely and blue, | |
Just imagine the girl you love best | |
In the arms of some fellow who's stealing a kiss | |
From the lips that you once fondly pressed | |
But the world moves apace and the loves of today | |
Flit away with a smile and a tear, | |
So you can never tell who's kissing her now | |
Or just whom you'll be kissing next year. | |
I wonder who's kissing her now, I wonder who's teaching her how, | |
I wonder who's looking into her eyes, breathing sighs, telling lies. | |
I wonder who's buying the wine for lips that I used to call mine. | |
I wonder if she ever tells him of me, I wonder who's kissing her now. |
Lyrics: Frank R. Adams Will M. Hough Music: Harold Orlob Joe Howard | |
You have loved lots of girls in the sweet longago | |
And each has meant heaven to you | |
You have vowed your affection to each one in turn | |
And have sworn to them all you' d be true | |
You have kissed ' neath the moon while the world seemed in tune, | |
Then you' ve left her to hunt a new game. | |
Does it ever occur to you later my boy, that she' s prob' ly doing the same? | |
If you want to feel wretched and lonely and blue, | |
Just imagine the girl you love best | |
In the arms of some fellow who' s stealing a kiss | |
From the lips that you once fondly pressed | |
But the world moves apace and the loves of today | |
Flit away with a smile and a tear, | |
So you can never tell who' s kissing her now | |
Or just whom you' ll be kissing next year. | |
I wonder who' s kissing her now, I wonder who' s teaching her how, | |
I wonder who' s looking into her eyes, breathing sighs, telling lies. | |
I wonder who' s buying the wine for lips that I used to call mine. | |
I wonder if she ever tells him of me, I wonder who' s kissing her now. |
Lyrics: Frank R. Adams Will M. Hough Music: Harold Orlob Joe Howard | |
You have loved lots of girls in the sweet longago | |
And each has meant heaven to you | |
You have vowed your affection to each one in turn | |
And have sworn to them all you' d be true | |
You have kissed ' neath the moon while the world seemed in tune, | |
Then you' ve left her to hunt a new game. | |
Does it ever occur to you later my boy, that she' s prob' ly doing the same? | |
If you want to feel wretched and lonely and blue, | |
Just imagine the girl you love best | |
In the arms of some fellow who' s stealing a kiss | |
From the lips that you once fondly pressed | |
But the world moves apace and the loves of today | |
Flit away with a smile and a tear, | |
So you can never tell who' s kissing her now | |
Or just whom you' ll be kissing next year. | |
I wonder who' s kissing her now, I wonder who' s teaching her how, | |
I wonder who' s looking into her eyes, breathing sighs, telling lies. | |
I wonder who' s buying the wine for lips that I used to call mine. | |
I wonder if she ever tells him of me, I wonder who' s kissing her now. |