| Which way to Boston, which way to Boston
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| Bean Town USA
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| I’m just a lost
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| Looking for Boston
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| Somebody show me the way
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| I’ve dined on beans around the world
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| And put them to the test
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| And Boston has the greatest beans
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| To heck with all the rest
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| So when I crave a plate of beans
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| No matter where I been
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| I hit the road for Boston Mass to find a beanery
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| Which way to Boston, which way to Boston
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| Bean Town USA
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| I’m just a lost un
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| Looking for Boston
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| Somebody show me the way
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| They cook um to a golden brown
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| Serve them in a pot
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| And everybody forms a line
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| To get them while they’re hot
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| I’ve heard it said they banned some books
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| And cut some movie scenes
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| But one thing I am certain of
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| Is they’ll never ban those beans
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| Which way to Boston, which way to Boston
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| Bean Town USA
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| I’m just a lost un
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| Looking for Boston
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| Somebody show me the way
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| I met a girl from Idaho and one from Delaware
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| But the girl that’s gonna win my heart
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| Cooks Boston bill of fare
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| I’m tired of feeding black-eyed beans
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| I’m sick of mustard greens
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| But nothing makes me feel as good
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| As when I’m full of beans
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| Which way to Boston, which way to Boston
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| Bean Town USA
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| I’m just a lost un
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| Looking for Boston
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| Somebody show me the way
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| Which way to Boston, which way to Boston
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| Bean Town USA
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| I’m just a lost un
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| Looking for Boston
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| I’ve got to go there
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| Spend all my dough there
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| Somebody show me the way |