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| 1. |
| 3:33 | 
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| 2. |
| 2:40 |
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| 3. |
| 2:49 | 
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All the birds up in the trees have got a different song to sing
And as birds learned now they've learned that swing They've been Pallin' with Al (me too) Down below at the candy shop, theyre still workin at that same old chore But the stuff heres sweeter than it was before You know why people, Pallin with Al Who's that man who's got that sentemental swing Plays that mess just like it doesn't mean a thing Gather round you all and watch him Watch him pluck those strings People, when he gets that right hand pumpin' All those kiddies got to start buck jumpin' Listen now and dont forget If you go for that solid jive You can always keep the dream alive Be bop a doo bop a bee ba doo way |
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| 4. |
| 6:57 |
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There's a flu bug getting passed around
and it's Spreading like fire through the town There's a virus holing up inside us Everyone that I know is coming down There's an Asian influenza Infecting us all by the score And it's turning into pneumonia We must go out once more There's a fool moon howling at the night And it's bark is much worse than it's bite So we must go out and dance around Yes we must go tonight So the doctors came on the evening train With their flasks and their caskets and vials Mass psychosis was their diagnosis (yes) So we all cashed our checks and went wild There's a fool moon howling at the night And it's bark is much worse than it's bite So we must go out and dance around Yes we must go tonight La Grippe!, Salsa! |
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| 5. |
| 5:01 |
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I raise hell
Every night with all my friends from town I drive in To their house, we put on our volley gowns And I raise hell Every day Way out here all alone No one knows those things I do Dancing on all of those Bones Sheep have all gone from the meadow The sheep have all gone from the forest Wasps are gone from the wallow Theres nothing left but the cold And I raise hell Every day Way out here all alone No one knows those things I do Dancing on all of those Bones I raise hell Every day Way out here all alone No one knows those things I do Dancing on all of those Bones |
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| 6. |
| 12:48 |
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Out with my true love on a holiday
She took to pass The time away Under an umbrella, we pass the day Like two robins under the cable One for tomorrow, dedicated to you One for another and that may do Well after we cried We thought we had died We both fell to pieces We both fell to pieces We both fell to pieces Out in the pasture I lost my shoe You dropped your bonnet Your petticoat too Got caught in the rain But we did not care So and on so and on so and on One for tomorrow, dedicated to you One for another and that may do Well after we cried We thought we had died We both fell to pieces We both fell to pieces We both fell to pieces Out with my true love on a holiday She took to pass The time away Under an umbrella, we pass the day Like two robins under the cable One for tomorrow, dedicated to you One for another and that may do Well after we cried We thought we had died We both fell to pieces We both fell to pieces We both fell to pieces |
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