| Lulu's Back In Town |
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| Gotta get my old tuxedo pressed, gotta sew a button on my vest, |
| 'cause tonight I’ve gotta look my best, Lulu’s back in town. |
| Gotta get a half a buck somewhere, gotta shine my shoes and slick my hair, |
| Gotta get myself a boutonniere, Lulu’s back in town. |
| You can tell all my pets, all my Harlem coquettes, |
| Mister Otis regrets, that he won’t be aroun'. |
| You can tell the mailman not to call, I ain’t comin' home until the fall |
| And I might not get back home at all… Lulu’s back in town. |
