| My dear I gotta rell ya something while I’m on my feet
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| I soaked myself in gin tonight I can’t be discreet
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| Lucky Lucy’s on the floor she won’t get up till dawn
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| The jukebox is running low, I guess I better get done
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| Oh~
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| Well, I guess I’ll tell ya baby, there’s a prize for every fight
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| The train is leavin' right on time, the city with no lights
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| It seems to me they got ya babe, you bat your eyes so well
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| Your crimes don’t feel so bad, when you’re on that trail
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| Oh~
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| Well I see the way you wonna be, your subtleties a case
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| Parade yourself around like a drink, like a waste
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| The wolves out there will eat you up, ya better go on home
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| 'Cause you’ll invest in something baby, that ya can’t return
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| Oh~
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| Well now, can’t ya see we gotta go down town
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| Gotta buy ya diamond rings and a silk black gown
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| It’s never too late to twirl around in that dress
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| We do the lindy hop — the jitterbug — confess to impress
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| I see the way you’re lookin' at me, what do I do?
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| I feel the stomp of your heels
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| It’s time to disperse for cocktail hour
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| Cranberry and club. |
| Well it don’t matter
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| I see the way ya wanna go in this world
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| The time it don’t matter staying young is getting old
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| Shut the suicide doors, don’t ya dare look back
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| Well we’re leavin' today, say goodbye to fat jack
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| I see the way that your are
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| Never knowin' your nex move
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| So let’s pave the way
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| For unpredictable dismay
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| Do ya understand me darlin'
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| I never see us fallin'
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| So lets keep on dancin'
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| The six count swing |