| «All right! |
| She’s gonna sing!»
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| «All right, we all turn to page 438.
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| Now, you know we all gonna sing along.
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| Oh, I do love a revue.»
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| Ohhhhhh!
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| You know, women don’t like this woman,
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| 'cause I always speak my mind.
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| But the men ain’t crazy about me,
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| 'cause I love to take my time.
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| If you’re gonna love this woman,
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| gotta love me with a thrill,
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| 'cause, baby, if you don’t,
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| I gotta find a man who will.
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| Love me with a feeling.
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| You got to love me with a feelin'.
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| You got to love me with a feelin',
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| or you don’t love me at all.
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| You know, I’m the kind of woman,
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| I don’t want no halfway stuff.
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| If you’re gonna turn me loose, baby,
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| be sure I had enough.
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| You know, the cops once took me in,
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| but I did not need the bail.
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| I just shook it for the judge and he,
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| he put that cop in jail.
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| You got to love me with a feeling.
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| You got to love me with a feelin'.
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| You got to love me with a feelin',
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| or you don’t love me at all.
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| «All right, Milledge, this one’s for you.»
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| There was one cat who could not make it,
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| and Milledge was his name.
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| The only cat I ever knew
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| who left before he came.
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| There he’s a-standing,
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| drinkin' pop from a paper cup.
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| But when it’s time for gettin' down,
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| Milledge can not get it up!
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| You gotta love me with a feelin'.
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| Yeah, love, love me with a feelin'.
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| You got to love me with a feelin',
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| or you can’t love me at all. |