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Happy Years: 60 Hits From the 40’s and 50’s
Disc 1
01. Rum and Coca‐Cola
02. Sh‐Boom
03. Smoke Gets in Your Eyes
04. (We’re Gonna) Rock Around the Clock
05. Roll Over Beethoven
06. That’ll Be the Day
07. Unforgettable
08. Swinging on a Star
09. As I Love You
10. You’re Breaking My Heart
11. We’ll Meet Again
12. Manana (Is Soon Enough for Me)
13. Three Coins in the Fountain
14. I’ve Heard That Song Before
15. Cara Mia
16. Buttons and Bows
17. London Is the Place for Me
18. (When We Are Dancin’) I Get Ideas
19. Into Each Life Some Rain Must Fall
20. The Finger of Suspicion
Disc 2
01. In the Mood
02. Saturday Night Is the Loneliest Night in the Week
03. That Certain Party
04. Charmaine
05. That Lucky Old Sun (Just Rolls Around Heaven All Day)
06. Be My Love
07. It’s Love‐Love‐Love
08. Great Balls of Fire
09. Maybellene
10. The Gypsy
11. Again
12. When
13. Sentimental Journey
14. (How Much Is) That Doggie in the Window?
15. I’m Looking Over a Four Leaf Clover
16. But Not for Me
17. G.I. Jive
18. Open the Door Richard
19. Civilization (Bongo, Bongo, Bongo)
20. Amapola
Disc 3
01. Nature Boy
02. Till the End of Time
03. You Won’t Be Satisfied
04. Blueberry Hill
05. A Teenager’s Romance
06. I’ll Be Home
07. Mr. Wonderful
08. (Ghost) Riders in the Sky
09. The Trolley Song
10. Lipstick on Your Collar
11. Lili Marlene
12. Goodnight Irene
13. Whatever Lola Wants (Lola Gets)
14. Chattanoogie Shoe Shine Boy
15. Jambalaya (On the Bayou)
16. Sugartime
17. Musici Musici Music!
18. Tennessee Waltz
19. Paper Doll
20. Heartaches
I'm gonna buy a paper doll that I can call my own
A doll that other fellows cannot steal
And then, the flirty, flirty guys with their flirty, flirty eyes
Will have to flirt with dollies that are real

When I come home at night, she will be waiting
She'll be the truest doll in all this world
I'd rather have a paper doll to call my own
Than have a fickle-minded real live girl

I guess I had a million dolls or more
I guess I've played the doll game over and over
I just quarrelled with Sue, that's why I'm blue
She's gone away, and left me, just like all dolls do

I'll tell you, boys, it's tough to be alone
And it's tough to love a doll that's not your own
I'm through with all of them, I'll never fall again
Say boy, what you gonna do?

I'm gonna buy a paper doll that I can call my own
A doll that other fellows cannot steal
And then, the flirty, flirty guys with their flirty, flirty eyes
Will have to flirt with dollies that are real

When I come home at night, she will be waiting
She'll be the truest doll in all this world
I'd rather have a paper doll to call my own
Than have a fickle-minded real live girl