Ralph Sharon - Act 1. You'll Never Get Away from Me Lyrics
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Act 1. You'll Never Get Away from Me
Act 1. You'll Never Get Away from Me Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Act 1. You'll Never Get Away from Me By Ralph Sharon?
You'll never get away from me
You can climb the tallest tree, I'll be there somehow True, you could say, "Hey, here's your hat" But a little thing like that couldn't stop me now I couldn't get away from you Even if you told me to, so go on and try Just try and you're gonna see How you're gonna not at all get away from me Rose, I love you, but don't count your chickens Come dance with me I warn you, that I'm no Boy Scout Relax awhile, come dance with me So don't think that I'm easy pickin', the music's so nice Rose, 'cause I just may some day pick up and pack out Oh, no you won't, no, not a chance No arguments, shut up and dance You'll never get away from me You can climb the tallest tree, I'll be there somehow True, you could say, "Hey, here's your hat" But a little thing like that couldn't stop me now I couldn't get away from you Even if I wanted to well, go on and try, just try Ah, Rose and you're gonna see Ah, Rose how you're gonna not at all Get away from me |
Who Wrote Act 1. You'll Never Get Away from Me By Ralph Sharon?
Jule Styne, Stephen Sondheim
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What's The Duration Of The Act 1. You'll Never Get Away from Me By Ralph Sharon?The duration of Act 1. You'll Never Get Away from Me is 2:39 minutes and seconds. |
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