Kevin Reardon
By: Kevin Reardon
Catalog ID: 529413   Duration: 2:58   Tempo: Med Slow   BPM: 83   Vocal: Female Vocals
Genre: Jazz Music | Neo-Lounge Vocals
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Smooth, Sexy, and Upbeat Lounge/Jazz Music feat. female vocals. Assertive independent woman/ or singer (1950's- present) makes him know she's no fool and she's not playing games. Its getting exciting in this lounge or party.   Keywords: Fun female attitude track: heart wined wooed feelings dancing romancing whispered nothings decision Latin feel relationships breakup drinking tavern dance

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Long Description: Give My Heart Away, Jazz Music, Neo-Lounge Vocals, royalty-free song, stock music downloads and instrumental music

Keywords: reason time season treason give my heart away line cooed not inclined feelings on their sleeves brings me down some guy’s advancings concealing double-dealing real thing falling on my knees words turn me on baiting placating deviating Slick jazzy song about assertivness where the singer makes it clear that she'll find the right love for her based on her own criteria not on a set of cute little romantic come-ons Can be used as 1950's jazz song or to provide a cool vibe around any woman's independence neo lounge news magazine segment cues television film

There’s no reason, no time or season; 
Kind of feels like treason to give my heart away.
I’ve been wined, wooed, heard every line cooed,
Still not inclined to give my heart away 

Maybe others like to run around 
With their feelings on their sleeves.
But to me that only brings me down; 
Don’t need dancing, romancing or some guy’s advancings, 

I’m not concealing, or double-dealing  
But it’s gonna be the real thing when I give my heart away 

You won’t find me falling on my knees  
From whispered nothings in my ear.
It takes much more than words to turn me on, now please 
Don’t try baiting, placating, I’m not deviating. 

There’s no season, no rhyme or reason; 
It feels like treason to give my heart away.
And I’ve been wined, wooed, heard every line cooed;
Still not inclined to give my heart away. 

Cause it’s gonna be the real thing baby when I give my heart away 
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