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Get out of town,
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Before it's too late, my love;
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Get out of town,
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Be good to me, please
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Why wish me harm?
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Why not retire to a farm
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And be contented to charm
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The birds off the trees?
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Just disappear,
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I care for you much too much,
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And when you are near,
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Close to me, dear
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We touch too much.
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The thrill when we meet
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Is so bitter sweet that,
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Darling, It's getting me down.
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So on your mark, get set,
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Get out of town.
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Get Out Of Town
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| Eddy Duchin |
