| Tap, tap, stitch and tap
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| Making a pair of shoes
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| Lei scarpini de bailare, bailare
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| Bailaremos tutusi
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| Lei scarpini de bailare, bailare
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| Bailaremos con cosi
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| In the shoemaker’s shop this refrain would never stop
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| As he tapped away, working all the day
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| At his bench, there was he, just as busy as a bee
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| Little time to lose for the boots and shoes
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| But his heart went «pop» inside the little shop
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| When a lovely girl set him all a-whirl
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| She had come to choose some pretty dancing shoes
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| And he heard her say in a charming way
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| Shoes to set my feet a-dancing, dancing
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| Dancing, dancing all the day
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| Shoes to set my feet a-dancing, dancing
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| Dancing all my cares away
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| Then he tapped and he stitched for his fingers were bewitched
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| And he sewed a dream into every seam
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| Making shoes, oh, so neat just like magic on her feet
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| And he hoped she’d know that he loved her so
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| But she danced, danced, danced
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| As though she were entranced
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| Like a spinning top all around the shop
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| On her dainty feet she whirled in the street
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| And he heard her say as she danced away
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| Lei scarpini de bailare, bailare
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| Bailaremos tutusi
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| Lei scarpini de bailare, bailare
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| Bailaremos con cosi
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| Shoes to set my feet a-dancing, dancing
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| Dancing all my cares away
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| All my cares away |