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| 4:35 | 
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| 2:36 |
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| 3:06 |
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| 4. |
| 7:48 |
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| 5. |
| 2:31 |
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| 3:10 |
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| 3:18 |
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| 2:49 |
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| 3:17 |
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| 10. |
| 2:58 |
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| 11. |
| 2:30 |
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| 12. |
| 2:41 | 
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Gotta get my old tuxedo pressed, gotta sew a button on my vest,
'cause tonight I've gotta look my best, Lulu's back in town. Gotta get a half a buck somewhere, gotta shine my shoes and slick my hair, Gotta get myself a boutonniere, Lulu's back in town. You can tell all my pets, all my Harlem coquettes, Mister Otis regrets, that he won't be aroun'. You can tell the mailman not to call, I ain't comin' home until the fall And I might not get back home at all... Lulu's back in town. |
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| 2:30 |
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| 14. |
| 3:13 |
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| 2:21 |
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| 2:51 |
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| 2:57 |
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| 18. |
| 3:38 |
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| 19. |
| 3:15 |
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| 20. |
| 3:19 |
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| 21. |
| 3:00 |
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no one to walk with
all by myself no one to talk with but i'm happy on the shelf ain't misbehavin' savin' all my love for youi know for certain the one i love i'm through with flirtin' it's you that i'm dreamin' of ain't misbehavin' savin' all my love for youlike Jack Horner in the corner don't go nowhere what do i care? your kisses are worth waiting for believe me ...i don't stay out late i don't care to go i'm home about 8 just me and my radio Ain't Misbehavin' savin' all my love for you ... (one never knows, do one?) |
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Every honeybee fills with jealousy
When they see you out with me. I don't blame 'em, goodness knows, My honeysuckle rose. Flowers droop and sigh when you're passin' by, and I know the reason why You're much sweeter, goodness knows You're my honeysuckle rose. I don't buy sugar You just have to touch my cup. You're my sugar It's so sweet when you stir it up. On the avenue, people look at you, and I know just why they do, You're much sweeter, goodness knows, You're my honeysuckle rose. Every honeybee fills with jealousy When they see you're out with me. You're much sweeter, goodness knows, You're my honeysuckle. Oh....flowers droop and sigh when you're passin' by and I know the reason why. You're much sweeter, goodness knows, You're my honeysuckle rose. I don't buy sugar You just have to touch my cup. You're my sugar It's so sweet when you stir it up On the avenue, people look at you, and I know just why they do. You're much sweeter goodness knows, You're my honeysuckle rose. You're much sweeter, goodness knows, My honeysuckle rose! |
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