Dolores Lyrics
Dolores - Frank Sinatra (弗兰克·辛纳屈)
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 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
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
Just imagine eyes like moonrise
A voice like music lips like wine
What a break if I could make dolores
Mine all mine