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The Puppini Sisters
The Puppini Sisters


Background information
Origin London, England
Genre(s) A Cappella
Pop
Jazz
Swing
Years active 2004—present
Label(s) Verve Records
Universal Classics and Jazz Music
Website Website
Members
Marcella Puppini
Stephanie O'Brien
Kate Mullins



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The Puppini Sisters Album


The Rise & Fall Of Ruby Woo (09/17/2007)
09/17/2007
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In the cool of the evening
When everything is getting kind of groovy
You call me up and ask me
Would I like to go with you and see a movie?

First I say no, I've got some plans for tonight
And then I stop and say all right
Love is kind of crazy with a spooky little boy like you, you

You always keep me guessing
I never seem to know what you are thinking
And if a girl looks at you
It's for sure your little eye will be a-winking

I get confused, I never know where I stand
And then you smile and hold my hand
Love is kind of crazy with a spooky little boy like you

And if you decide some day to stop this little game
That you are a-playing
I'm gonna tell you all the things
My heart's been a-dying to be saying

Just like a ghost you've been a-haunting my dreams
And now I know you're not what you seem
Love is kind of crazy with a spooky little boy like you

Spooky

And if you decide some day to stop this little game
That you are a-playing
I'm gonna tell you all the things
My heart's been a-dying to be saying

Just like a ghost you've been a-haunting my dreams
And now I know you're not what you seem
Love is kind of crazy with a spooky little boy like you

Spooky little boy like you
Spooky little boy like you
A spooky little boy like you

. . .



(by The Bangles)

All the old paintings on the tombs
They do the sand dance dont you know
If they move too quick (oh whey oh)
Theyre falling down like a domino

All the bazaar men by the nile
They got the money on a bet
Gold crocodiles (oh whey oh)
They snap their teeth on your cigarette

Foreign types with the hookah pipes say
Ay oh whey oh, ay oh whey oh
Walk like an egyptian

The blonde waitresses take their trays
They spin around and they cross the floor
Theyve got the moves (oh whey oh)
You drop your drink then they bring you more

All the school kids so sick of books
They like the punk and the metal band
When the buzzer rings (oh whey oh)
Theyre walking like an egyptian

All the kids in the marketplace say
Ay oh whey oh, ay oh whey oh
Walk like an egyptian

Slide your feet up the street bend your back
Shift your arm then you pull it back
Life is hard you know (oh whey oh)
So strike a pose on a cadillac

If you want to find all the cops
Theyre hanging out in the donut shop
They sing and dance (oh whey oh)
Spin the clubs cruise down the block

All the japanese with their yen
The party boys call the kremlin
And the chinese know (oh whey oh)
They walk the line like egyptian

All the cops in the donut shop say
Ay oh whey oh, ay oh whey oh
Walk like an egyptian
Walk like an egyptian


. . .



(by Patti Page)

If you're fond of sand dunes and salty air
Quaint little villages here and there
(You're sure)You're sure to fall in love with old Cape Cod
(Cape Cod, that old Cape Cod)

If you like the taste of a lobster stew
Served by a window with an ocean view
(You're sure)You're sure to fall in love with old Cape Cod

Winding roads that seem to beckon you
Miles of green beneath a sky of blue
Church bells chimin' on a Sunday morn
Remind you of the town where you were born

If you spend an evening you'll want to stay
Watching the moonlight on Cape Cod Bay
You're sure to fall in love with old Cape Cod

(aah, aah)

If you spend an evening you'll want to stay (on Cape Cod Bay)
Watching the moonlight on Cape Cod Bay
You're sure to fall in love with old Cape Cod
You're sure to fall in love
You're sure to fall in love with old Cape Cod


. . .


Soho nights were my favourite
They were the nights, so full of flavour
Fun was free, and talk was cheap
Drinks were dirty like the streets!

Soho nights were when you'd find
Those who would seem so out of their minds
Make-believing they were stars
Dragging at criss-crossing bars

Soho, so long! We've had our fun
Soho! So you, not me my love
Soho, so there
So now we're done

You remember when we would play
Life with you was a beautiful game
Soho! So long!
You remember when we would play
Life with you was a beautiful game
Soho! So long!

Soho nights were the times we
Reveled in each other's company
We danced like fools and acted like queens
Among the type with some red jeans

Soho nights were thrilling rides
The more fun we had, the more makeup would slide
The more the makeup would slide I'd see
Soho really wasn't for me

Soho, so long! We've had our fun
Soho! So you, not me my love
Soho, so there
So now we're done

You remember when we would play
Life with you was a beautiful game
Soho! So long!
You remember when we would play
Life with you was a beautiful game
Soho! So long!

You remember when we would play
Life with you was a beautiful game
Soho! So long

Soho nights were so black and white
The color came throughout the night
The more we took, like everyone else
The more alive the both of us felt

Soho nights opened my eyes
I've become a hag by your side
I thought we'd last, but I was wrong
Soho boys don't keep ties for long

Soho, so long! We've had our fun
Soho! So you, not me my love
Soho, so there
So now we're--

You remember when we would play
Life with you was a beautiful game
Soho! So long!
You remember when we would play
Life with you was a beautiful game
Soho! So long!

. . .


Woke up this morning with a strange sense of dread
Brewed my own coffee, made my own bed
No breakfast laid out, no freshly baked bread
I had a pop tart instead
Fished through my closet to find a clean dress
Nothing's been washed, the place is a mess, mmmmmmm
Look for my limousine, once more it's not there
I can't believe I'm not a millionaire

Where is the room that hosts my shoes
The snooty butler and private mews
My invitation to Elton's bash
But most of all, where is my cash?
Awwwwwwww

Dinner from Asda, no lobster in sight
Marcella: Tears at the check out, this don't feel right
And as I lug my bags up three flights of stairs,
I can't believe I'm not a millionaire
Aaah-uh
I can't believe I'm not a millionaire
Aaah-uh
I can't believe I'm not a millionaire

. . .


What good is melody, what good is music
If it ain't possessin' something sweet?
Nah, it ain't the melody and it ain't the music
There's something else that makes this tune complete

Yes, it don't mean a thing, if it ain't got that swing
Well, it don't mean a thing, all you got to do is sing
It makes no difference if it's sweet or hot
Just give that rhythm everything you got

Yes, it don't mean a thing, if it ain't got that swing
It don't mean a thing, don't mean a thing if it ain't got that swing
I said, it don't mean a thing, if it ain't got that swing
Nah, it makes no difference if it's sweet or hot
Just give that rhythm everything you got
Don't mean a thing, boy, if it ain't that a swing

. . .


Spirits move me, every time I'm near you
Whirling like a cyclone in my mind
You are my life line, angel of a lifetime
Answer to all answer that I can find

Baby, I want you come, come
Won't you just come into my arms?
Let me feel the wonder of all of you
Could it be magic now, now
Now and hold on fast?
Could this be the magic at last?

Baby, take me high upon a hillside
High up where the stallion meets the sun
You won't believe me but I, I know I could love you
Build my whole world around you
Never leave you till my life is gone

Baby, I want you come, come
Come into my arms
Let me feel the wonder of all of you
Could it be magic now, now
Now and hold on fast?
Could this be the magic at last?

. . .


I bought another dinner for one
I sit and watch some pointless re-run
And the tears fall down
'Cause this is not what I had planned

I stare at all the books on the shelf
On how to help or better myself
Lot of good they've done
Another one's gone to hell

Hmmm I've been jilted again
He packed his bags and left whistling a happy song
I jumped through hoops to keep that man
Oh how did I get it so wrong?

I tried new positions
I learned his friends names
I made myself sit through football games
Oh, Been jilted
Been jilted again

So this is when self pity sets in
And ominous predictions begin
Will I end my days alone and reaching for the gin?

Talking to myself and the cat
Weeping at the drop of a hat
Oh for goodness sake
I can do better than that

Hmmm I've been jilted again
He packed his bags and left whistling a happy song
I jumped through hoops to keep that man
Oh how did I get it so wrong?

I tried new positions
I learned his friends names
I made myself sit through football games
Oh, Been jilted
Been jilted again

[Scat]

Well things are gonna change from now on
I think those self help books are a con
So be sure next time my geisha ways will all be gone

Oh, try to please and always be nice
Oh, trust the Cosmo quiz for advice
I'll just be myself
And see if that will suffice

Hmm I've been jilted again
But hey, good riddance I don't think that he was meant for me
I jumped through hoops to keep that man
But now he's gone I'm finally free

To try new ambitions
And learn new friends names
And wash my hair through those football games

Hmmm, been jilted
Good riddance
Been jilted again

. . .


I wrote my mother, I wrote my father
And now I'm writing you too
I'm sure of mother, I'm sure of father
And now I wanna be sure, very sure of you

Don't sit under the apple tree with anyone else but me
Anyone else but me, anyone else but me, no, no, no
Don't sit under the apple tree with anyone else but me
Otherwise we'll chop it, chop it down and keep you locked at home
Home, home, home, sweet home

Don't go walkin' down lover's lane with anyone else but me
Anyone else but me, anyone else but me, no, no, no
Don't go walkin' down lover's lane with anyone else but me
Otherwise we'll trip you, trip you up and send you right back home
Home, home, home, sweet home

Just got word from a guy who heard from the guy next door to me
There's a girl out there who just fix her hair
And can bring a man to his knees
So don't sit under the apple tree with anyone else but me
Otherwise we'll chop it, chop it down to keep you locked at home

Don't you sit under that tree with anyone apart from me
You'll never get away from me, no, no, not if you were using our tree
Why would you sit under that apple tree with anyone but me?
I'm by far the most beautiful girl you've ever seen, ever, ever seen

Don't you walk down lover's lane with anyone apart from me
'Cause If I see you walking down the lane someone other
That will be end of you and that's no lie
Don't go walkin' down lover's lane with anyone else but me
Or you'll go marchin' home

So don't go walkin' down the lover's lane
Oh, walkin' down the lover's lane if you want me
I've always been the jealous type, then we'll go arm in arm
Sit down under the apple tree, baby just you and me
Oh, you best believe we'll lock you up and throw away the key

. . .


I look and stare so deep in your eyes
I touch on you more and more every time
When you leave I'm begging you not to go
Call your name two, three times in a row

Such a funny thing for me to try to explain
How I'm feeling and my pride is the one to blame
'Cause I know I don't understand
Just how your love, you're doing no one else can

Got me looking so crazy right now, your love's
Got me looking so crazy right now
Got me looking so crazy right now, your touch
Got me looking so crazy right now

Got me hoping you'll page me right now, your kiss
Got me hoping you'll save me right now
Looking so crazy in love
Got me looking, got me looking so crazy in love

When I talk to my friends so quietly
Who he think he is? Look at what you did to me
Tennis shoes, don't even need to buy a new dress
If you ain't there ain't nobody else to impress

The way that you know what I thought I knew
It's the beat my heart skips when I'm with you
But I still don't understand
Just how the love you're doing no one else can

Got me looking so crazy right now, your love's
Got me looking so crazy right now
Got me looking so crazy right now, your touch
Got me looking so crazy right now

Got me hoping you'll page me right now, your kiss
Got me hoping you'll save me right now
Looking so crazy in love
Got me looking, got me looking so crazy in love

Got me looking so crazy, my baby
I'm not myself lately, I'm foolish, I don't do this
I've been playing myself, baby, I don't care

'Cause your love's got the best of me
Baby, you're making a fool of me
You got me sprung and I don't care who sees
'Cause baby you got me, you got me, you got me

Got me looking so crazy right now, your love's
Got me looking so crazy right now
Got me looking so crazy right now, your touch
Got me looking so crazy right now

Got me hoping you'll page me right now, your kiss
Got me hoping you'll save me right now
Looking so crazy in love
Got me looking, got me looking so crazy in love

. . .


Far beyond was a time of fame, a time of joy
But for now, only dark days and nights spent cold and shivering.

Working the corner at a quarter to three
with nothing but an old friend and some long memories
She sits by the roadside with a cup in her hand
She'll never stop living the life.

CHORUS
It's not over, so don't give up the fight
It's not over, some day you'll see it right.
Though the times you were loved and adored by the crowd
are all gone, it's not over so don't give up the fight.

There's no past time that overcomes the fantasies
of a girl
with the world in the hands of her sweet melodies

All those who loved her have forgotten her name
a shadow of a person in some novelty game,
but now her sole possession brings her nothing but strife
she still can't stop living the life.

CHORUS

INTERLUDE

Far beyond was a time of fame, a time of joy,
But for now, only dark days and nights spent cold and shivering.
Cold winter nights begin to play with the mind
No source of warmth but only her companion besides.

It's death or the toy piano burns in the flames,

she's got to stop living the life.

CHORUS x2

. . .


There was a girl who thought the world
Was filled with gold and pearls
She smiled with the bright eyes
Of those who trust in life
She had been taught she should believe
In all that's good and fair
And and the end of each day
She sat contented in her chair

And she sang; lalalalalala

He was the type who thought he had a right
To everything he liked
He had an easy air, was confident
And pleasing to the eye
They met by chance at a caf©
He thought that she looked fine
And as they kissed she felt the bliss
Of love for the first time

And she sang; lalalalalala

She gave herself without reserve,
With eagerness and joy
He took her with indifference
Then cast her off like a broken toy

There was a girl who thought the world
Was filled with gold and pearls
She smiled with hazy eyes
And lips that barely curled
She had been taught she should believe
And so her life went on
And through the years she still could hear
The echo of her song

Lalalalalala

. . .



We have all, the time in the world
Time ENOUGH for life
To UNFOLD
All the prescious things
Love has in store

We have all the love in the world
If that's all we have
You will find
We need nothing more

Every step of the way
Will find us
With the cares of the world
Far behind us

We have all the time in the world
Just for love
Nothing more
Nothing less
Only love

Every step of the way
Will find us
With the cares of the world
Far behind us
Yes

We have all the time in the world
Just for love
Nothing more
Nothing less
Only love

Only love


. . .


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