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You must take the 'a' train. To go to Sugar hill way up in Harlem. If you miss the 'a' train. You'll find you missed the quickest way to Harlem. . Hurry, get on now, it's coming. Listen to
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You must take the 'a' train. To go to Sugar hill way up in Harlem. If you miss the 'a' train. You'll find you missed the quickest way to Harlem. . Hurry, get on now, it's coming. Listen to
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You must take the 'a' train. To go to Sugar hill way up in Harlem. If you miss the 'a' train. You'll find you missed the quickest way to Harlem. . Hurry, get on now, it's coming. Listen to
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You must take the 'a' train. To go to Sugar hill way up in Harlem. If you miss the 'a' train. You'll find you missed the quickest way to Harlem. . Hurry, get on now, it's coming. Listen to
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glide and sway. Savoy, let me stomp away with you Boo ba di ba di di bo bo bo (Savoy) the home of sweet romance. (Savoy) wins you at a glance. (Swing it Ella) happy feet. A chance to dance at the
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What good is melody, what good is music. If it ain't possessin' something sweet. It ain't the melody, it ain't the music. There's something else that makes the tune complete. It don't mean a
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wish it was me instead. Went down to St. James Infirmary. All was still as night. My gal was on the table. Stretched out so pale, so white. Though she treated me, mean and lowdown. Somehow didn't care
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. Could that boy do, something rash. . Oh bobby darin, and louis armstrong. They made a record, oh but they did. And now ella, ella, and her fellas. Were making a wreck, what a wreck. Of mack the
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. Could that boy do, something rash. . Oh bobby darin, and louis armstrong. They made a record, oh but they did. And now ella, ella, and her fellas. Were making a wreck, what a wreck. Of mack the
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. Could that boy do, something rash. . Oh bobby darin, and louis armstrong. They made a record, oh but they did. And now ella, ella, and her fellas. Were making a wreck, what a wreck. Of mack the
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. Could that boy do, something rash. . Oh bobby darin, and louis armstrong. They made a record, oh but they did. And now ella, ella, and her fellas. Were making a wreck, what a wreck. Of mack the
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