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Send the moon thru the skylight. Bells together outrageously. Noiseball, flirtatious example. Bless her soul to further degree. . Theatre goddess, film destroyer. New york girls are sure to
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big. . You're dining at Twenty-one and watchin' your diet. Declining a Charlotte Russe, accepting a fig. When out of a clear blue sky, it's suddenly gal and guy. This could be the start of
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Long ago I heard a tale I never will forget. The time was in the telling on the bank the scene was set. The sky was rolling blindly on, the daylight had not gone. She washed her hair among the
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Bust it. Hey yo, I just left the studio and it's about 2 in the morn'. I just finished doin' a song. Now I'm ready for sleep. But first I want spaghetti to eat. In this good Italian restaurant
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you through?. In this broken town can you still jack in. And know what to do? I remember our youth, our high ideals. I remember you were so uptight. That time in the trees, we broke that vice. We
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It's not the way you look, no. It's not the way you walk. Your eyes are so very good. You know they're clear and bright,. It's not the color of your hair. . Big eyes. I keep fallin' for those
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It's not the way you look, no. It's not the way you walk. Your eyes are so very good. You know they're clear and bright,. It's not the color of your hair. . Big eyes. I keep fallin' for those
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It's not the way you look, no. It's not the way you walk. Your eyes are so very good. You know they're clear and bright,. It's not the color of your hair. . Big eyes. I keep fallin' for those
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Hey folks here's the story 'bout Minnie the Moocher. She was a low-down Hoochie Koocher. She was the roughest toughest frail. But Minnie had a heart as big as a whale. Hidey Hidey Hidey Hi
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ti. ar. al. Got me the strangest woman. Believe it, this chick's no sinch. When I wanna get her goin'. Then I whip out my Big Ten Inch. Record of the band that plays the blues. Well the band that
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ti. ar. al. Got me the strangest woman. Believe it, this chick's no sinch. When I wanna get her goin'. Then I whip out my Big Ten Inch. Record of the band that plays the blues. Well the band that
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Big girl, you are beautiful Walks in to the room. Feels like a big balloon. I said, "Hey girls, you are beautiful" Diet Coke and a pizza please. Diet Coke, I'm on my knees. Screaming, "Big girl
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