1 - 2 - 3 - 4 !Well, she was just 17,You know what I mean,And the way she looked was way beyond compare.So how could I dance with another (ooh)When I saw her standin' there.Well she looked at me, and I, I could seeThat before too long I'd fall in love with her.She wouldn't dance with another (whooh)When I saw her standin' there.Well, my heart went "boom,"When I crossed that room,And I held her hand in mine...Well, we danced through the night,And we held each other tight,And before too long I fell in love with her.Now, I'll never dance with another (whooh)When I saw her standing thereWell, my heart went "boom,"When I crossed that room,And I held her hand in mine...Oh, we danced through the night,And we held each other tight,And before too long I fell in love with her.Now I'll never dance with another (whooh)Since I saw her standing there.Whoa, since I saw her standing there.
Yeah well, since I saw her s t a n d i n g there.
I Saw Her Standing There - last night at the Grammys
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I Saw Her Standing There (1965)I was just seventeen . . . . . .
When I was around six I found a beautifully embroidered child's pillowcase with wonderful flowers and bees and a butterfly in the most beautiful colors. Right in the middle of all of this was the name JANE. I loved it! I asked my Mother where it came from and she said she embroidered it when she was pregnant with me. And, that she and my Father were going to name me Jane. But changed their minds. Too bad. I loved it. So, I started signing my name with a flourish . . . . J a n e
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