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When trumpets were mellow |
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And every gal only had one fellow |
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No need to remember when |
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'Cause every thing old is new again |
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Dancin' at your Long Island Jazz Age parties |
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Waiter, bring us more Bacardi's |
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We'll order now what they ordered then |
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'Cause every thing old is new again |
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Get out your white suit, your tap shoes and tails |
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Let's go backwards when forward fails |
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And movie stars that you thought were long dead |
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Now are framed beside your bed |
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Oh, don't throw your past away |
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You might need it some rainy day |
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Dreams can come true again |
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When every thing old is new again |
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Get out your white suit, your tap shoes and tails |
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Or let's go backward when forward fails |
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But leave Greta Garbo alone |
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Be a movie star on your own |
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Don't throw your past away |
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You might need it some rainy day |
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Dreams can come true again |
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When every thing old is new again |
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More, you want more, hit it |
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Get out your white suit, your tap shoes and tails |
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Let's go backwards when forward fails |
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But leave Greta Garbo alone |
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And be a movie star on your own |
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Don't throw your past away |
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You might need it some rainy day |
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Dreams can come true again |
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When every thing old is new again |
