Until I met you baby
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I only played with the band
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But when I play my polonaise now
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On my piano grand
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I can't help but thinkin'
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Of our first one night stand
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When my precious hands were tinkling
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On my little Georgie Sand
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Come on and danse with me George
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The pants you're wearing mama
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And the cigar in your hand
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Sorta put me off at first
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I didn't understand
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But now I love my vichy mama
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I adore you and
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I wouldn't ever leave you baby
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For another man
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Come on and danse with me George
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You know your lips can spout quotations
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But when your hips start their gyrations
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They can thaw Valley Forge
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Danse with me George
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The memoirs of a mademoiselle
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Far ahead of her time
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Has left us all a legend
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That's never gonna die
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To say your ways were novel
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Would be a lousy pun
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But of late I've been feelig awful
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I want to have me some fun
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So come on
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Put your pen aside baby
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Come on
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Your lips are driving me crazy
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We could talk this out I'm sure
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If you would just shut your mouth
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So come on,
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So come on,
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da, da, da Danse with me george
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Well your lips can spout quotations (Waltzin', minuet, mazurka)
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But when your hips start their gyrations (Doin' it 'till we're beserka)
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They could thaw Valley Forge
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Danse with me George
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LE DANSE
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The legend that you leave us Is never gonna die.....
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Danse with Me George
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| Ambrosia |
