Writer(s): Frank Loesser, Louis Alter


How I love the kisses of Dolores
Aye-aye-aye Dolores
Not Marie or Emily or Doris
Only my Dolores

>From a balcony above me
She whispers Love me and throws a rose
Ah but she is twice as lovely
As the rose she throws

I would die to be with my Dolores
Aye-aye-aye Dolores
I was made to serenade Dolores
Chorus after chorus

Just imagine eyes like moonrise
A voice like music, lips like wine
What a break if I could make Dolores
Mine all mine.



I would die to be with my Dolores
Aye-aye-aye Dolores
I was made to serenade Dolores
Chorus after chorus

Just imagine eyes like moonrise
A voice like music, lips like wine
What a break if I could make Dolores
Mine all mine

Losowe piosenki:
Avalanche
Nobody Knows You When You're Down And Out
Only You
Never Let You Go
From Her To Eternity
You Made Life Good Again
WORLD ON A STRING
Poor boy
Voice from the mountain