Writer(s): frank loesser, louis alterHow I love the kisses of doloresAye-aye-aye doloresNot marie or emily or dorisOnly my dolores>from a balcony above meShe whispers love me and throws a roseAh but she is twice as lovelyAs the rose she throwsI would die to be with my doloresAye-aye-aye doloresI was made to serenade doloresChorus after chorusJust imagine eyes like moonriseA voice like music, lips like wineWhat a break if I could make doloresMine all mine.I would die to be with my doloresAye-aye-aye doloresI was made to serenade doloresChorus after chorusJust imagine eyes like moonriseA voice like music, lips like wineWhat a break if I could make doloresMine all mine
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