Johnny Mathis - Everything's Coming Up Roses Lyrics
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Everything's Coming Up Roses
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What Are The Lyrics For Everything's Coming Up Roses By Johnny Mathis?
I had a dream, a dream about you, baby.
It's gonna come true, baby. They think that we're through, but baby, You'll be swell! You'll be great! Gonna have the whole world on the plate! Starting here, starting now, Honey, everything's coming up roses! Clear the decks! Clear the tracks! You've got nothing to do but relax. Blow a kiss. Take a bow. Honey, everything's coming up roses! Now's your inning. Stand the world on it's ear! Set it spinning! That'll be just the beginning! Curtain up! Light the lights! You got nothing to hit but the heights! You'll be swell. You'll be great. I can tell. Just you wait. That lucky star I talk about is due! Honey, everything's coming up roses for me and for you! You can do it, all you need is a hand. We can do it, Mama is gonna see to it! Curtain up! Light the lights! We got nothing to hit but the heights! I can tell, wait and see. There's the bell! Follow me! And nothing's gonna stop us 'til we're through! Honey, everything's coming up roses and daffodils! Everything's coming up sunshine and Santa Claus! Everything's gonna be bright lights and lollipops! Everything's coming up roses for me and for you! |
Who Wrote Everything's Coming Up Roses By Johnny Mathis?
Jule Styne, Stephen Sondheim
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What's The Duration Of The Everything's Coming Up Roses By Johnny Mathis?The duration of Everything's Coming Up Roses is 2:11 minutes and seconds. |
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