I've been to Bombay
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I've seen what a man can do
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He climbs up a straight rope
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Right up to the clear full-moon
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And "boom", he is gone
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Yeah, heaven is not that far
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And limbs from a body are falling down on the ground
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Gee! It must be hard to do
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Yes, it is true, yes, it is true
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I think the limbs belonged to an orang-outang,
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Orang-outang, orang-outang
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I've been to Bombay
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I've seen what a man can do
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He climbs up a straight rope
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A monkey is with him too
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And "boom", he's gone to heaven
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He's mighty daring, mighty,
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Right he must be some kind'a guru
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He's out of orbit, out of orb...
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It seems as if the rope was held by one of the Gods,
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One of the Gods
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So tight! Not like elephants' trunks
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They wobbly-wob, wobbly-wob, wobbly-wob
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I've been to Bombay
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I've been to Bombay
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In my youth
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I've been to Bombay
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I've been to Bombay
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In my youth
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YaYaeeaoouth!
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And "boom", he's gone to heaven
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He's mighty daring, mighty right
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He must be some kind'a guru
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He's out of orbit, out of orbit
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The crowd went hurly-hurly
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( No, I would never lie to you )
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He never came downn, never came down
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(Yes, it is true )
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He must have gone to heaven
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(yes, it is true )
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And out of orbit, out of orbit
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Bombay
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Bel Canto |