Tommy Dorsey, Frank Sinatra - Dolores lyrics

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How I love the kisses of Dolores

Oh, I love her eye, Dolores

Not Marie or Emily or Doris

None of them but only my Dolores

From a balcony above me

She whispers,"Love me" and 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

Serenade her chorus after chorus

Just imagine eyes like moon rise

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

Serenade her chorus after chorus

Just imagine eyes like moon rise

A voice like music, lips like wine

What a break if I could make Dolores

Mine, all mine