Текст песни Wouldn't It Be Loverly - Shirley Horn
                                                All 
                                                    I 
                                                want 
                                                is 
                                                    a 
                                                room 
                                                somewhere
 
                                    
                                
                                                Far 
                                                away 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                cold 
                                                night 
                                                air
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                one 
                                                enormous 
                                                chair
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh, 
                                                wouldn't 
                                                it 
                                                be 
                                                loverly?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Lots 
                                                of 
                                                chocolate 
                                                for 
                                                me 
                                                to 
                                                eat
 
                                    
                                
                                                Lots 
                                                of 
                                                coal 
                                                making 
                                                lots 
                                                of 
                                                heat
 
                                    
                                
                                                Warm 
                                                face, 
                                                warm 
                                                hands, 
                                                warm 
                                                feet
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh, 
                                                wouldn't 
                                                it 
                                                be 
                                                loverly?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh, 
                                                so 
                                                loverly
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sittin' 
                                                abso-bloomin'-lutely 
                                                still
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                would 
                                                never 
                                                budge 
                                                'til 
                                                spring
 
                                    
                                
                                                Crept 
                                                over 
                                                my 
                                                window 
                                                sill
 
                                    
                                
                                                Someone's 
                                                head 
                                                resting 
                                                on 
                                                my 
                                                knee
 
                                    
                                
                                                Warm 
                                                and 
                                                tender 
                                                as 
                                                he 
                                                could 
                                                be
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who 
                                                takes 
                                                good 
                                                care 
                                                of 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh, 
                                                wouldn't 
                                                it 
                                                be 
                                                loverly?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Loverly, 
                                                loverly
 
                                    
                                
                                                Loverly, 
                                                loverly
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh, 
                                                so 
                                                loverly
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sittin' 
                                                abso-bloomin'-lutely 
                                                still
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                would 
                                                never 
                                                budge 
                                                'til 
                                                spring
 
                                    
                                
                                                Crept 
                                                over 
                                                my 
                                                window 
                                                sill
 
                                    
                                
                                                Someone's 
                                                head 
                                                resting 
                                                on 
                                                my 
                                                knee
 
                                    
                                
                                                Warm 
                                                and 
                                                tender 
                                                as 
                                                he 
                                                could 
                                                be
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who 
                                                takes 
                                                good 
                                                care 
                                                of 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh, 
                                                wouldn't 
                                                it 
                                                be 
                                                loverly?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Loverly, 
                                                loverly
 
                                    
                                
                                                Loverly, 
                                                loverly
 
                                    
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