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Cornelius:
Out there There's a world outside of Yonkers Way out there beyond this hick town, Barnaby There's a slick town, Barnaby Out there Full of shine and full of sparkle Close your eyes and see it glisten, Barnaby Listen, Barnaby... Put on your Sunday clothes, There's lots of world out there Get out the brillantine and dime cigars We're gonna find adventure in the evening air Girls in white in a perfumed night Where the lights are bright as the stars! Put on your Sunday clothes, we're gonna ride through town In one of those new horsedrawn open cars Cornelius & Barnaby: We'll see the shows at Delmonicos And we'll close the town in a whirl And we won't come until we've kissed a girl! Dolly: Put on your Sunday clothes when you feel down and out Strut down the street and have your picture took Dressed like a dream your spirits seem to turn about That Sunday shine is a certain sign That you feel as fine as you look! Dolly & Ambrose: Beneath your parasol, the world is all a smile That makes you feel brand new down to your toes Dolly, Ambrose, Cornelius, & Barnaby: Get out your feathers, your patent leathers Your beads and buckles and bows For there's no blue Monday in your Sunday... No Monday in your Sunday... No Monday in your Sunday clothes! Townspeople, All: Put on your Sunday clothes when you feel down and out Strut down the street and have your picture took Dolly,Townspeople, All: Dressed like a dream your spirits seem to turn about That Sunday shine is a certain sign That you feel as fine as you look! Women: Beneath your parasol, the world is all a smile All: That makes you feel brand new down to your toes Get out your feathers Your patent leathers Your beads and buckles and bows For there's no blue Monday in your Sunday clothes! [Dance interlude] Children: Put on your Sunday clothes when you feel down and out Strut down the street and have your picture took Women: Dressed like a dream your spirits seem to turn about Townspeople, All: That Sunday shine is a certain sign That you feel as fine as you look! Beneath your bowler brim the world's a simple song A lovely lilt that makes you tilt your nose Get out your slickers, your flannel knickers Your red suspenders and hose For there's no blue Monday in your Sunday clothes! Dolly: Ermengarde keep smiling no man wants some little meaning! Ambrose do a turn, let me see! Mr.Hackl, Mr.Tucker don't forget Irene and Minnie, Just forget you ever heard a word from me! All Aboard! Townspeople: All Aboard! Dolly: All Aboard! Townspeople: All Aboard! Dolly: Aboaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaard! All: All Aboard! All Aboard! All Aboard! All Aboard! Put on your Sunday clothes there's lots of world out there Put on your silk cravat and patent shoes We're gonna find adventure in the evening air Dolly: To town we'll trot to a smokey spot Where the girls are hot as a fuse! All: WOW All: Put on your silk high hat and at the turned up cuff We'll wear a hand made gray suede buttoned glove Dolly: We wanna take New York by Storm! All: We'll join the Astors At Tony Pastor's And this I'm positive of That we won't come home No we won't come home No we won't come home until we fall in love! |
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| 3:24 |
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hold me close and hold me fast
the magic spells you cast this is La Vie En Rose When you kiss me, heaven sighs and though I close my eyes I see La Vie En Rose when you press me to your heart and in a world apart our world where roses bloom and when you speak angels sing from above every day voice seems to turn into love song give your heart and soul to me and life will always be La Vie En Rose~ |
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Did you think that your feet had been bound
By what gravity brings to the ground? Did you feel you were tricked By the future you picked? Well, come on down All those rules don't apply When you're high in the sky So, come on down Come on down We're coming down to the ground There's no better place to go We've got snow up on the mountains We've got rivers down below We're coming down to the ground We hear the birds sing in the trees And the land will be looked after We send the seeds out in the breeze Did you think you'd escaped from routine By changing the script and the scene? Despite all you made of it You're always afraid of the change You've got a lot on your chest Well, you can come as my guest So, come on down Come on down We're coming down to the ground There's no better place to go We've got snow up on the mountains We've got rivers down below We're coming down to the ground We hear the birds sing in the trees And the land will be looked after We send the seeds out in the breeze Like the fish in the ocean We felt at home in the sea We learned to live off the good land Learned to climb up a tree Then we got up on two legs But we wanted to fly When we messed up our homeland We set sail for the sky We're coming down to the ground There's no better place to go We've got snow up on the mountains We've got rivers down below We're coming down to the ground We hear the birds sing in the trees And the land will be looked after We send the seeds out in the breeze We're coming down Coming down to Earth Like babies at birth Coming down to Earth We're gonna find new priorities These are extraordinary qualities We're gonna find new priorities These are extraordinary qualities We're coming down to the ground There's no better place to go We've got snow up on the mountains We've got rivers down below We're coming down to the ground We hear the birds sing in the trees And the land will be looked after We send the seeds out in the breeze We're coming down to the ground There's no better place to go We've got snow up on the mountains We've got rivers down below We're coming down to the ground We hear the birds sing in the trees And the land will be looked after We send the seeds out in the breeze |
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