| I’d give the World to start all over
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| Back in the old routine
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| To live my life in fields of clover
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| Back in the old routine
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| Give me my old straw hat and a-double-truckin'
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| Down the avenue we’ll go
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| Folks passin' by us will stop and eye us
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| Soon there’ll be more, all callin' «Encore»
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| We’ll walk in a wonderful glow, Mister 'O'
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| Gee, The joy to be there floggin'
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| (Take your best shot, Son)
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| Back in the old routine
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| You’re up, you’re down, you’re in there sluggin'
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| And you’re makin' good)
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| Back in the old routine
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| Oh, give me the jazz, the razzamatazz
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| And we’ll tread on Heaven’s scene
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| Back in the old routine
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| I’d give the World to start all over
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| (No more blue songs)
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| Back in the old routine
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| To live my life in fields of clover
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| (Too-rah-loo-rah-loo songs)
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| Back in the old routine
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| Give me my old straw hat and a-double-truckin'
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| Down the avenue we’ll go
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| (Man, you’re flyin')
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| Folks passin' by us
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| (I'm lyin', I’m dyin')
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| Will stop and eye us
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| And soon there’ll be more, all callin' «Encore»
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| We’ll walk in a wonderful glow
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| (Oh-ho)
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| Oh gee, the joy to be there floggin'
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| (Heaven's near us)
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| Back in the old routine
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| You’re up, you’re down
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| (Hear them cheer us)
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| You’re in there sluggin'
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| Back in the old routine
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| Oh, give me the jazz, the razzamatazz
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| And we’ll tread on Heaven’s scene
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| Back in the old routine
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| Oh, give me the jazz, the razzamatazz
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| And we’ll tread on Heaven’s scene
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| Back in the old routine
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| Back where the corn is green
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| Back in the old routine |