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	Hall of Fame Senior Classes of 1954-1967 “Regarding the Hall of Fame, when they decided I was going to be one of the possible candidates, when I heard that, I was so thrilled. You're always hoping for something like that.” - Gabriela Sabatini (b. 16 May 1970)

ADDED 10/08/12	1954 King: Mac Langston; Queen: Helen Perados	ADDED 10/08/12; UPDATED 07/12/17	1961 King: Steve Thomas; Queen: Nancy Staton
ADDED 10/08/12	1955 King: Jimmy McShane; Queen: Kiddy Dickens	ADDED 10/08/12; FINISHED 10/27/12	1962 King:  Dickie Dillaman; Queen:   Peggy Nickey
ADDED 10/08/12	1956 King:  P.A. Breeden; Queen:  Judy Leggette	ADDED 10/08/12	1963 King:  Forrest Powell; Queen: Sharon Lamberth
ADDED 10/08/12	1957 King: Woody Hudson; Queen: Peggy Taylor	ADDED 10/08/12	1964 King: Don London; Queen:  Judy Mawyer
ADDED 10/08/12	1958 King: Alvin Marshall; Queen: Faye Allred	ADDED 10/08/12	1965 King: Robert Davis; Queen: Shirley Sholar
ADDED 10/08/12	1959 King:  Frank Ivey; Queen:  Jo Ann Norman	ADDED 10/08/12; UPDATED 07/30/16	1966 King:  Albert Plessinger; Queen:  Patty Dempsey
ADDED 10/08/12	1960 King: Johnny Canepa; Queen:  Joan Sammons	ADDED 10/08/12	1967 King: Glenn Miller; Queen:  Anne Stall

(This section was created on 10/08/12.)

Nobody Does It Better

Music by Marvin Hamlisch (02 June 1944 - 06 Aug 2012)

Words by Carole Bayer Sager (b. 08 Mar 1947)

Recorded by Carly Simon (b. 25 June 1945) as the theme song for the 1977 James Bond film The Spy Who Loved Me

Nobody does it better
Makes me feel sad for the rest
Nobody does it half as good as you
Baby, you're the best

I wasn't lookin' but somehow you found me
It tried to hide from your love light
But like heaven above me
The spy who loved me
Is keepin' all my secrets safe tonight

And nobody does it better
Though sometimes I wish someone could
Nobody does it quite the way you do
Why'd you have to be so good?

The way that you hold me
Whenever you hold me
There's some kind of magic inside you
That keeps me from runnin'
But just keep it comin'
How'd you learn to do the things you do?

Oh, and nobody does it better
Makes me feel sad for the rest
Nobody does it half as good as you
Baby, baby, darlin', you're the best

Baby you're the best
Darlin', you're the best
Baby you're the best

FADE
Oh, oh, oh