| Look out!
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| You ready for this?
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| Who’s that comin' down the thoroughfare
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| The sunshine flashin' on his ring
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| Bowin' left and right and here and there
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| That’s Chester, the trombone king
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| He gets his shirts straight from Paris
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| Cigarettes from the Nile
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| He tallks like a 'eyebrow', but he plays Chicago style
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| He gets his shoes made in London
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| And they’re real crocodile
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| But he plays trombone… Chicago style
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| And he sometimes plays sweet
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| Hup-toodle-oodle-oodle-dee-ooo
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| But sweet or hot, he’s always got
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| That real gut-bucket beat
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| He’s got a neat Latin moustache
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| And the girls love his smile
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| But he plays trombone… Chicago style
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| A trombone made in Newark
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| Played in Chicago style
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| Chicago style
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| Chicago style
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| He gets his neckties from Naples
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| And his socks from Argyle
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| Speaks Oxford English, but he plays Chicago style
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| Wears a stickpin from Rio, are you listenin'
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| You can see it for a mile
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| But he plays trombone… Chicago style
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| And he sometimes plays sweet
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| Uncle Jake’s weary blues
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| But sweet or hot, he’s always got
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| That real gut-bucket beat
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| He likes New York for the Opera
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| And gets two on the aisle
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| But he plays trombone… Chicago style
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| A trombone made in Newark
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| Played in Chicago style
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| Yes sir
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| Hey-hey
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| A trombone played Chicago style |