Bing Crosby - Dolores (Feat. John Scott Trotter And His Orchestra, The Charioteers, The Rhythmaires)

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 then 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
I would die to be with my Dolores
Aye aye aye Dolores
I was made to serenade Dolores

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
I would die to be with my Dolores
Aye aye aye Dolores
I was made to serenade Dolores

Just imagine eyes like moonrise
A voice like music lips like wine
What a break if I could make Dolores
Mine all mine
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 then 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
I would die to be with my Dolores
Aye aye aye Dolores
I was made to serenade Dolores

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
I would die to be with my Dolores
Aye aye aye Dolores
I was made to serenade Dolores

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

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