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I've been listening to a lot of Sinatra for some reason.
Days of wine and roses.
The lady is a tramp.
You're nobody till' somebody loves you.
Chicago.
It happened in Monterey.
It's always you.
All or nothing at all.
I'll be seeing you.
Loving it for some reason, it the only music I'll listen too and anything else is just unappealing right now.