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(from "Top Hat")
(spoken) In me, you see a youth who is completely on the loose. No yens, no yearnings… No strings And no connection No ties to my affections I'm fancy free And free for anything fancy No dates that can't be broken, No words that can't be spoken, Especially when I am feeling romancy Like a robin upon a tree, Like a sailor that goes to sea, Like an unwritten melody, I'm free, that's me! So bring on the big attraction, My decks are cleared for action, I'm fancy free, I'm free for anything fancy. (Repeat) |
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| 2. |
| 3:09 |
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(verse) Things have come to a pretty pass, Our romance is growing flat, For you like this and the other While I go for this and that. Goodness knows what the end will be; Oh, I don't know where I'm at... It looks as if we two will never be one, Something must be done. (refrain) You say eether and I say eyether, You say neether and I say nyther; Eether, eyether, neether, nyther, Let's call the whole thing off! You like potato and I like potahto, You like tomato and I like tomahto; Potato, potahto, tomato, tomahto! Let's call the whole thing off! But oh! If we call the whole thing off, Then we must part. And oh! If we ever part, Then that might break my heart! So, if you like pajamas and I like pajahmas, I'll wear pajamas and give up pajahmas. For we know we need each other, So we better call the calling off off. Let's call the whole thing off! You say laughter and I say lawfter, You say after and I say awfter; Laughter, lawfter, after, awfter, Let's call the whole thing off! You like vanilla and I like vanella, You, sa's'parilla and I sa's'parella; Vanilla, vanella, Choc'late, strawb'ry! Let's call the whole thing off! But oh! If we call the whole thing off, Then we must part. And oh! If we ever part, Then that might break my heart! So, if you go for oysters and I go for ersters I'll order oysters and cancel the ersters. For we know we need each other, So we better call the calling off off! Let's call the whole thing off! From: Gloria "Montcomags" |
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| 2:37 |
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(from "Top Hat")
I just got an invitation through the mail. "Your presence is requested this evening. It's formal. Top hat, white tie and tails." Nothing now could take the wind out of my sails, Because I'm invited to step out this evening In top hat, white tie and tails. Oh, I'm puttin' on my top hat, Tying up my white tie, Brushing off up my tails. I'm doodin' up my shirt front, Puttin' in the shirt studs, Polishing my nails. I'm stepping out, my dear, To breathe an atmosphere That simply reeks with class. And I trust That you'll excuse my dust When I step on the gas. For I'll be there... Puttin' down my top hat Mussin' up my white tie Dancing in my tails. |
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| 4. |
| 2:49 |
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A fine romance with no kisses
A fine romance, my friend, this is We should be like a couple of hot tomatoes (to-mah-toes, dear) But you're as cold as yesterday's mashed po-tah-toes (potatoes) A fine romance, you won't nestle A fine romance, you won't even wrestle You've never mussed the crease in my blue serge pants You never take a chance, this is a fine romance A fine romance, my good fellow You take romance, I'll take Jello You're calmer than the seals in the Arctic Ocean At least they flap their fins to express emotion A fine romance, my dear Duchess Two old fogies, we really need crutches You're just as hard to land as the Ile de France! (Fronce) I haven't got a chonce (chance), this is a fine romance A fine romance, my good woman My strong, aged-in-the-wood woman You never give those orchids I send a glance They're just like cactus plants, (oh boy) This is a fine romance! |
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| 5. |
| 2:35 |
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(from "Follow the Fleet")
GINGER: As you listen to the band, don't you get a bubble? As you listen to them play, don't you get a glow? If you step out on the floor, you'll forget your trouble. If you go into your dance, you'll forget your woe. So... Come! Get together. Let the dance floor feel your leather. Step as lightly as a feather. Let yourself go. Come! Hit the timber. Loosen up and start to limber. Can't you hear that hot marimba? Let yourself go. Let yourself go. Relax and let yourself go. Relax. You've got yourself tied up in a knot. The night is cold but the music's hot. So... Come! Cuddle closer. Don't you dare to answer, "No, sir." Butcher, baker, clerk and grocer, Let yourself go. With CHORUS: Come! Get together. Let the dance floor feel your leather. Step as lightly as a feather. Let yourself go. Come! Hit the timber. Loosen up and start to limber. Can't you hear that hot marimba? Let yourself go. Let yourself go. Relax and let yourself go. Relax. You've got yourself tied up in a knot. The night is cold but the music's hot. So... Come! Cuddle closer. Don't you dare to answer, "No, sir." Butcher, baker, clerk and grocer, Let yourself go. |
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| 2:22 |
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Bad news go 'way,
Call round some day, In March or May, I can't be bothered now! My bonds and shares May fall downstairs; Who cares, who cares? I'm dancing and I can't be bothered now! I'm up among the stars, On earthly things I frown, I'm throwing off the bars That held me down! I'll pay the piper When times are riper; Just now I shan't Because you see I'm dancing and I can't be bothered now! |
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| 3:08 |
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Some day, when I'm awfully low, When the world is cold, I will feel a glow just thinking of you... And the way you look tonight. Yes you're lovely, with your smile so warm And your cheeks so soft, There is nothing for me but to love you, And the way you look tonight. With each word your tenderness grows, Tearing my fear apart... And that laugh that wrinkles your nose, It touches my foolish heart. Lovely ... Never, ever change. Keep that breathless charm. Won't you please arrange it ? 'Cause I love you ... Just the way you look tonight. Mm, Mm, Mm, Mm, Just the way you look to-night. |
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| 2:48 |
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At any gambling casino
From Monte Carlo to Reno, They tell you that a beginner Comes out a winner. Beginner fishing for flounder Will catch a seventeen pounder; That's what I've always heard And always thought absurd, But now I believe every word! For I've got beginner's luck; The first time I'm in love I'm in love with you, Gosh I'm lucky! I've got beginner's luck; There never was such a smile Or such eyes of blue, Gosh I'm fortunate! This thing we've begun Is much more than a pastime, For this time is the one Where the first time is the last time! I've got beginner's luck, Lucky through and through, For the first time that I'm in love, I'm in love with you! I've got beginner's luck; The first time I'm in love I'm in love with you, Gosh I'm lucky! I've got beginner's luck; They told me beginners win, Now I know it's true, Gosh I'm fortunate! This thing we've begun Is much more than a pastime, For this time is the one Where the first time is the last time! I've got beginner's luck, Lucky through and through, For the first time that I'm in love, I'm in love with you! |
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| 2:46 |
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I've been a roaming Romeo My Juliets have been many But now my roaming days have gone Too many irons in the fire Is worse than not having any I've had my share and from now on: I'm putting all my eggs in one basket I'm betting ev'rything I've got on you I'm giving all my love to one baby Heaven help me if my baby don't come through I've got a great big amount Saved up in my love account Honey And I've decided Love divided In two Won't do So I'm putting all my eggs in one basket I'm betting everything I've got on you I've been a roaming Juliet My Romeos have been many But now my roaming days have gone Too many irons in the fire Is worse than not having any I've had my share and from now on: I'm putting all my eggs in one basket I'm betting ev'rything I've got on you I'm giving all my love to one baby Heaven help me if my baby don't come through I've tried to love more than one Finding it just can't be done Honey There's one I lie to When I try to Be true To two So I'm putting all my eggs in one basket I'm betting everything I've got on you |
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| 3:15 |
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By the Adriatic waters Venetian sons and daughters Are strumming a new tune upon their guitars. It was written by a Latin, a gondolier who sat in His home out in Brooklyn and gazed at the stars. He sent his melody across the sea to Italy, And we know they wrote some words to fit that catchy bit And christened it the Piccolino. And we know that it's the reason why Ev'ryone this season is strumming and humming a new melody. Come to the Casino and hear them play the Piccolino. Dance with your bambino to the strains of the catchy Piccolino. Drink your glass of Vino, and when you've had your plate of Scallopino, Make them play the Piccolino, the catchy Piccolino. And dance to the strains of that new melody, the Piccolino. |
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| 3:03 |
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Ask anyone up Harlem way
Who that guy Bojangles is They may not know who's president But ask 'em who Bojangles is He's in the most entrancin' business It's what they call the "Dancin' business" When there's a beat, up on the street Brother, you go and bet all your dough Sister, you know that ain't no one but 'Bo' Oh! Bojangles of Harlem, you dance such hot stuff Young folks love you in Harlem, they say you've got stuff Tough guys rumba out of poolrooms And kids start truckin' out of schoolrooms Oh! Bojangles of Harlem, the whole town's at your heels Leaving their flats, missing their meals Running like rats, going astray Throw those long legs away |
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| 2:52 | 
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| 13. |
| 2:28 |
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(from "Follow the Fleet")
I haven't ambitions for lofty positions That wind up with the wealth of the land I'll give you the throne that a king sat on For just a small baton Providing you included a band If I could be the wealthy owner of a large industry I would say, "Not for me" I'd rather lead a band If I could be a politician with a chance to dictate I would say, "Let it wait" I'd rather lead a band My ev'ry care ceases I'm rich as old Croesus When I've got ten pieces in hand If Josephine had left Napoleon and climbed in my lap I'd say, "Go back to Nap" I'd rather lead a band If I could have a millionairess with a whole flock of banks I would just whisper "Thanks" I'd rather lead a band |
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| 3:08 |
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| 2:30 |
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| 2:55 |
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Please teacher, teach me something,
Nice teacher, teach me something. I'm as awkward as a camel, that's not the worst, My two feet haven't met yet, But I'll be teacher's pet yet, 'Cause I'm gonna learn to dance or burst. Nothing's impossible I have found, For when my chin is on the ground, I pick myself up, Dust myself off, Start all over again. Don't lose your confidence if you slip, Be grateful for a pleasant trip, And pick yourself up, Dust yourself off, Start all over again. Work like a soul inspired, Till the battle of the day is won. You may be sick and tired, But you'll be a man, my son! Will you remember the famous men, Who had to fall to rise again? So take a deep breath, Pick yourself up, Dust yourself off, Start all over again. I'll get some self assurance If your endurance is great. I'll learn by easy stages If you're courageous and wait. To feel the strength I want to, I must hang on to your hand, Maybe by the time I'm fifty I'll get up and do a nifty. Nothing's impossible I have found, For when my chin is on the ground, I pick myself up, Dust myself off, Start all over again. Don't lose your confidence if you slip, Be grateful for a pleasant trip, And pick yourself up, Dust yourself off, Start all over again. Work like a soul inspired, Till the battle of the day is won. You may be sick and tired, But you'll be a man, my son! Will you remember the famous men, Who had to fall to rise again? So take a deep breath, Pick yourself up, Dust yourself off, Start all over again. |
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