well not to long ago in 1944
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when every mothers son was going off to war
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they had to lift there spirits high
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for uncle sam,mother hood and apple pie
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instead of spending money that they didn't have
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in hot spots in the Bronx
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they went to here the kind of jazz
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you hear in funkie hunkie tonks
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[Chorus:]
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it made you want to
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jump, shout knock your self out
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the boggie-woggie beat is what I'm talking about
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if you have the heebie jeebies you can dance away
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to the boggie-woggie music of piano man will play
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and you could jump, shout, knock yourself out
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the boogie-woogie beat is what I'm talking about
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you could pull a switcheroonie if your belts go down
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with the boogie-woogie beat of a piano man who's going to town
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it had the kind of rhythm that would fill the hall
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the plinkin' and the pluckin' drove 'em off the wall
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and they would dance and drink their gin
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and when the fuzz buzz they joined in
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so everybody partied 'till the cows came home
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'cause that's what boggie's for
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and everynight that dump will jump
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and keep them coming back for more
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because they make you wanna....
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[Chorus]
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it made you wanna jump, shout
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who wanna jump, shout
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you wanna jump, shout
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to the boogie-woogie music of a piano man was playing
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you could jump, shout, knock yourself out
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the boogie-woogie beat is what I'm talking about
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you could pull a switcharoonie if your belts go down
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to the boogie-woogie beat of piano
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shake it yes, yes, yes (repeat 4x)
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Come go walkin' with me now
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Walk up Avenue C, now
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Chicks all lookin' so pretty
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They don't give me no pity
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Avenue C is the grooviest thing in the city
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I never dug an avenue so enjoyable to me
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"C" Avenue is groovy.Yes, it was groovy as it could be
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Walk with me down Avenue C
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Man I really want to stay
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Come on baby, while we ramble,walk beside me while we ramble
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You dig it too I feel you do, what a scenic hike,it's a walk that you're bound to like.
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[Backround Singers Do "Jumpin At The Woodside"]
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I was blue and I was always wearing a frown, because my gal had turned me down.
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Then we met and you can bet I knew from the first,
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you were my love,
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and that's when the old gray cloudburst.
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hey baby
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I'm gonna tell you 'bout your lovin'
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and your kissn' and your huggin'
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and your sweet turtle-dovin' pretty baby.
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I won't be satisfied til I hear 'em play,
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"Here comes the bride."
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Listen to me baby and I don't mean maybe.
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Listen to my story,
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it's terrifficly true.
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I gotta find a way of telling you that I really go for you.
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I hope you really believe me baby 'cause I certainly do.
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'Cause you're thrillin' me, you're really,
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really thrilling when you tell me that you probably got a kind of crush on me,
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That moves me, grooves me.
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How divine can one woman be?
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Well little darlin',
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you got me fallin'.
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You got me goofy and gay.
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I'm gonna get carried away.
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Just think, you're gonna be mine someday.
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Oh, let's spin a little,
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park a little, stop a little,
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spark a little,
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live a little,
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love a little,
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maybe turtle-dove a little baby.
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Every time you hold me so near,
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nobody loves me like you, dear.
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Let's stop a little, squeeze a little,
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probably maybe tease a little,
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try a little, sigh a little,
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maybe have to cry a little bit,
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'cause to tell you the truth,
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I'm gonna love you and that's it.
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'Cause I love you baby,
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love you baby,
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love you baby,
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love you baby,
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with all my heart.
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Oooh, listen to me while I say I let
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a lotta little ladies get away
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Because I know,
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I know pretty baby, I know,
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I know, pretty baby,
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I know you're the one, yes you're the one.
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I knew when I met you what a break it was to get you.
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We're goin' hoppin' (Hop)
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we're goin' hoppin' today
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where things are poppin' (Pop)
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the Philadelphia way
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we're gonna drop in (Drop)
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on all the music they play
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on the Bandstand (Bandstand)
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We're goin' swingin' (Swing)
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we're gonna swing in the crowd
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and we'll be clingin' (Cling)
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and floatin' high as a cloud
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The phones are ringin' (Ring)
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My mom and dad are so proud
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I'm on Bandstand (Bandstand)
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And I'll jump, and hey, I may even show |