| I’m in the throes of an, oh, ecstatic feeling
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| My happiness is spread all over my face!
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| I feel the urge of a fondest piece of feeling;
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| There’s no containing it
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| There’s no restraining it!
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| When you gotta sing, you’ve got to sing
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| You can’t stop a heart that wants to go vocal
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| When you gotta dance, you’ve got to dance
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| Whether you’re Fred Astaire or only a yokel
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| The joy that bubbles within
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| Must have its way
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| Unless you’re made out o' tin
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| You’re gonna swing and sway!
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| When you gotta go, you gotta go, you gotta go
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| Into a song of relaxation
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| With or without recitation
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| When you gotta sing, you gotta sing!
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| (dance break)
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| The joy that bubbles within
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| Must have its way
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| Unless you’re made out o' tin
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| You’re gonna swing and sway!
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| When you gotta go, you gotta go, you gotta go
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| Into a song of relaxation
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| With or without recitation
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| When you gotta sing, you gotta sing
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| When you gotta sing, you gotta sing! |