(1934) Benny Goodman, Chick Webb, Edgar Sampson, Andy Razaf
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Savoy, the home of sweet romance,
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Savoy, it wins you with a glance,
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Savoy, gives happy feet a chance to dance.
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Your old form just like a clinging vine,
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Your lips so warm and sweet as wine,
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Your cheek so soft and close to mine, divine.
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How my heart is singing,
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While the band is swinging,
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I'm never tired of romping,
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And stomping with you at the Savoy.
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What joy - a perfect holiday,
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Savoy, where we can glide and sway,
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Savoy, let me stomp away with you;
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The home of sweet romance,
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It wins you at a glance,
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Gives happy feet a chance to dance.
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Just like a clinging vine,
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So soft and sweet as wine,
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So soft and close to mine, divine.
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How my heart is singing,
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While the band is swinging,
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I'm never, never, never tired of romping,
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And stomping with you at the Savoy.
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What joy - a perfect holiday,
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Savoy, where we can glide and sway,
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Savoy, let me stomp away with you;
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Stompin' At the Savoy
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| Nina Simone |
