Playing on my iPod: Dames and Dapper Edition

You guys already know my love affair with romance comedies from the 30's and 40's. Love back then seemed so easy. Yes it was full of women marrying for money but I guess what I really love is that the men back then were so genuine. They saw a girl, thought she was pretty, asked her to dance or to dinner and before could kiss her, he wanted to provide and marry her. Lol. Can you se in the romantic in me? Trust me...I laugh at myself all the time.

Here are some songs from my favorite movies....



Starts 1:52

You see a pair of laughing eyes
And suddenly your sighing sighs
Youre thinking nothings wrong
You string along, boy, then snap!

Those eyes, those sighs, they're part of the tender trap

Youre hand in hand beneath the trees
And soon there's music in the breeze
Youre acting kind of smart, until your heart just goes wap!

Those trees, that breeze, they're part of the tender trap

Some starry night, when her kisses make you tingle
Shell hold you tight, and you'll hate yourself for being single

And all at once it seems so nice
The folks are throwing shoes and rice
You hurry to a spot, that's just a dot on the map

Youre hooked, you're cooked, you're caught in the tender trap

Some starry night, when her kisses make you tingle
Shell hold you tight, and you'll hate yourself for being single

And all at once it seems so nice
The folks are throwing shoes and rice
You hurry to a spot that's just a dot on the map

And then you wonder how it all came about
Its too late now there's no gettin out
You fell in love, and love is the tender trap



I've told you before I have a tattoo of blackbird on my ribcage for this song and as a tribute to Chicago. Reading the lyrics it really makes sense as to why I got it.

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Gonna pack up all my cares and woe, here I go, singing low
Bye bye blackbird
Where somebody waits for me, sugar is sweet and so is he
Bye bye blackbird

No one here can love and understand me
Oh, what hard-luck stories they all hand me
So make my bed, light the light, I'll arrive late tonight
Blackbird, bye bye

I'm gonna pack up all my cares and woe, here I go, singing low
Bye bye blackbird
Where somebody waits for me, sugar's sweet and so is he
Bye bye blackbird

No one here can love and understand me
Oh, what hard-luck stories they all hand me
So make my bed, light the light, I'll arrive late tonight
Blackbird, bye bye



Such a classic.