| There’s a boat that’s leavin' soon for New York
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| Come with me, that’s where we belong, sister
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| You an' me, Kin, live that high life in New York
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| Come with me, there we can’t go wrong, sister
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| I’ll buy you the swellest mansion, up on upper Fifth Avenue
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| An' thru Harlem we’ll go struttin', we’ll go a struttin'
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| An' there’ll be nuttin' too good for you
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| I’ll dress up in silks and satins in the latest Paris styles
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| And de blues you’ll be forgettin', you’ll be forgettin'
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| There’ll be no frettin', just nothin' but smiles
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| Come along with me, that’s the place
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| Don’t be a fool, come along, come along
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| There’s a boat that’s leavin' soon for New York
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| Come with me, that’s where we belong, sister
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| That’s where we belong |