| When Louis came home to the flat,
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| He hung up his coat and his hat,
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| He gazed all around, but no wifey he found,
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| So he said «where can Flossie be at?»
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| A note on the table he spied,
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| He read it just once, then he cried.
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| It ran, «Louis dear, it’s too slow for for me hear,
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| So I think I will go for a ride.»
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| CHORUS
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| «Meet me in St. Louis, Louis,
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| Meet me at the fair,
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| Don’t tell me the lights are shining
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| Any place but there;
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| We will dance the Hoochee Koochee,
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| I will be your tootsie wootsie,
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| If you will meet in St. Louis, Louis,
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| Meet me at the fair.»
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| Verse two
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| The dresses that hung in the hall,
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| Were gone, she had taken them all;
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| She took all his rings and the rest of his things;
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| The picture he missed from the wall.
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| «What! |
| moving!"the janitor said,
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| «Your rent is paid three months ahead.»
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| «What good is the flat?"said poor Louis, «Read that.»
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| And the janitor smiled as he read.
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| CHORUS
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| «Meet me in St. Louis, Louis,
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| Meet me at the fair,
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| Don’t tell me the lights are shining
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| Any place but there;
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| We will dance the Hoochee Koochee,
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| I will be your tootsie wootsie,
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| If you will meet in St. Louis, Louis,
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| Meet me at the fair.» |