| Hello!
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| What are you doing?
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| I’m dancing
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| Dancing the fox-trot, the polka?
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| No, no I’m dancing the lambeth walk
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| What?
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| The lambeth walk!
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| One day with time to spare
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| In grandma’s home I climbed the stairs
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| I reached the attic at the top
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| Oh what a sight I had to stop
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| Books, pictures, junk galore
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| It looked just like a jumble store
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| Lots of records everywhere
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| Wished I could play them there
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| Then with grandma in a dream
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| I was on the thirties scene
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| There was her old portable gramophone
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| Turned the handles and it play
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| All the songs of yesterday
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| Charleston and waltz rumbas and swings of course
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| But top of all the back there
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| High up the union jack there
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| Making you want to sing
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| God save the King
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| Learned the lyrics, learned the tunes
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| Started dancing round the room
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| Oh! |
| That’s-a new
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| Doing the lambeth walk
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| It was a big sensation
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| Just like a celebration
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| You either sing or talk it lambeth walk it
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| Anytime you’re lambeth way
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| Any evening, any day
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| You’ll find us all doing the lambeth walk
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| Every little lambeth gal
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| With her little lambeth pal
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| You’ll find them all
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| Doing the lambeth walk
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| Everything’s free and easy
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| Do as you darn well pleasy
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| Why don’t you make your way there
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| Go there stay there
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| Once you get down lambeth way
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| Every evening, every day
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| You’ll find yourself
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| Doing the lambeth walk
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| Once you get down lambeth way
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| Every evening, every day
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| You’ll find yourself doing
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| The lambeth walk |