| They’re throwin' a party for big Ida Lee
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| The man from the skyway, the Chinaman and me
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| There’s so much affection, it’s making me crazy
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| I’ve grown out of reason for keepin' it neat
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| Everybody’s laughin', everybody’s makin' love
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| Ida Lee, it’s you I’m thinkin' of
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| Threw out the favors, hooters and the hats
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| Put out the candle and blew out the cat
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| Oh, my temperature’s rising, we’re all on the chaise lounge
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| Big Ida Lee, she’s nowhere to be found
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| Everybody’s laughin', everybody’s makin' love
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| Ida Lee, it’s you I’m thinkin' of
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| Everybody’s laughin', everybody’s makin' love
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| Ida Lee, it’s you I’m thinkin' of
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| They open the air shaft as Ida walks in
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| She comes up to me and whispers
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| «Honey, where have you been?»
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| I’m strippin' my gears, I’m blowin' my fuse
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| 'Cause Ida Lee is givin' me somewhat more than I can use
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| Sort of, babe |