Betty Everett - The Way You Do the Things You Do Lyrics
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The Way You Do the Things You Do
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What Are The Lyrics For The Way You Do the Things You Do By Betty Everett?
You got a smile so bright
You know you could've been a candle I'm holding you so tight You know you could've been a handle The way you swept me off my feet You know you could've been a broom And girl, you so dull gone sweet You could've been some kind of perfume Well, you could've been anything that you wanted to And I can tell The way you do the things you do (The way you do the things you do) oh babe As pretty as you are You know you could've been a flower If good looks was a minute You know you could've been an hour The way you stole my heart You know you could've been a crook And baby you're so smart You know you could've been a school book Well, you could've been anything that you wanted to And I can tell The way you do the things you do (The way you do the things you do) oh babe You made my life so rich You know you could've been some money And baby you're so sweet You know you could've been some honey Well, you could've been anything that you wanted to And I can tell The way you do the things you do (The way you do the things you do) The way you smile so bright (The way you do the things you do) oh babe It makes me feel alright (The way you do the things you do) oh babe |
Who Wrote The Way You Do the Things You Do By Betty Everett?
Robert Rogers, William Robinson Jr.
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