Ruth Etting:
[singing]
Keep praising them up to the skies; And keep right on telling lies; They love to be told, they're first on the list; They're never too old to be cuddled and kissed; Whatever you do, Keep romance alive. From sweet seventeen to seventy-five; The rivalries keen and for love to survive; Whatever you do, Keep romance alive...
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:22