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Nothing in this world such a pure delight |
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As a fais-do-do on a Saturday night |
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Work your tail off all week long |
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But forget about your troubles with a party and a song |
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Boy I love those old time tunes |
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They can tickle your senses like a Cajun moon |
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Creole food sure tastes fine |
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When you wash it on down with that homemade wine |
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Get out the fiddle rosin up the bow |
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There's gonna be some music and I hope it ain't slow |
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Grab your baby dance 'til three down at the Bayou Jubilee |
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Grab your baby dance 'til three down at the Bayou Jubilee |
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There's Pierre and his girl Laverne |
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Dancin' so hot you'd think their shoes were burning |
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Grandma's in the corner shakin' it too |
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She's got her own version of a Cajun boogaloo (repeat chorus) |
