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Satan Takes A Holiday
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Tommy Dorsey
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by Larry Clinton
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Stop, look, and listen to me,
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Last night at a quarter past three
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The Devil started dancin'
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He was entrancin'
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hen he did the "Jangle: his own way
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His bones were rattlin' loudly,
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As he began to shuffle proudly,
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That's the way that Satan takes a holiday
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The music wasn't good,
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But it was plenty spooky,
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That 's the way he likes it night and day
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Teh gentleman prefers to listen
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To aggravatin' rhythm
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That's the way Satan takes a holiday.
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Watch out, He's comin' out,
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And then you'll shout unless you're good, knock wood.
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He's really rather goofy tryin' to be spooky,
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But he has to do it day by day
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His job is not allurin' never-the-less quite endurin'
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Maybe that's why Satan takes a holiday
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Satan Takes A Holiday
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| Tommy Dorsey |
