You’re my thrill (по Billie Holiday)

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You’re my thrill
You do something to me
You send chills right through me
When I look at you
‘Cause you’re my thrill

You’re my thrill
How my pulse increases?
I just go to pieces
When I look at you
‘Cause you’re my thrill

Hmm
Nothing seems to matter
Hmm
Here’s my heart on a silver platter

Where’s my will?
Why this strange desire
That keeps morning higher?
When I look at you
I can’t keep still
You’re my thrill

Where’s my will?
Why this strange desire
That keeps morning higher?
When I look at you
I can’t keep still
You’re my thrill

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