How I love the kisses of Dolores
Aye aye aye Dolores
Not Marie or Emily or Doris
Only my DoloresFrom a balcony above me
She whispers love me and throws a rose
Ah but she is twice as lovely
As the rose she throwsI would die to be with my Dolores
Aye aye aye Dolores
I was made to serenade Dolores
Chorus after chorusJust imagine eyes like moon rise
A voice like music, lips like wine
What a break if I could make Dolores
Mine all mineI would die to be with my Dolores
Aye aye aye Dolores
I was made to serenade Dolores
Chorus after chorusJust imagine eyes like moon rise
A voice like music, lips like wine
What a break if I could make Dolores
Mine all mine
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