Текст (слова) песни: Dean Martin - I`ve Grown Accoustomed To Her Face
I`ve grown accustomed to her face She almost makes the day begin I`ve grown accustomed to the tune she whistles night and noon Her smiles, her frowns, her ups and downs Are second nature to me now Like breathing out and breathing in I was serenely independent and content before we met Surely I could always be that way again and yet I`ve grown accustomed to her looks, accustomed to her voice Accustomed to her face She`s second nature to me now Like breathing out and breathing in I`m very grateful she`s a woman and so easy to forget Rather like a habit one can always break and yet I`ve grown accustomed to the trace of something in the air Accustomed to her face
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