Letras

If I had my way
I’d trail you night and day,
For I so crave your company
I’d be in it every minute.
But upon my soul,
I’d exercise control
In case it be that you should see
More than just enough of me.
I’ll call round about
Three times a day.
Maybe I should make it four.
You may throw me out
Three times a day
But I’ll come right back for more.
When the sky falls into the ocean blue,
That’s when I will stop proposing to you,
For I long to see your smiling face
Across the table, dear,
Three times a day.
Written by: George Gershwin, Ira Gershwin
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