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Well look who's here |
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Lulu's back in town |
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My, my, my, yes, yes, yes |
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Gotta get my old tuxedo pressed |
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Gotta sew a button on my vest |
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'Cause tonight I've gotta look my best |
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Lulu's back in town |
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Gotta get a half a buck somewhere |
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Gotta shine my shoes and slick my hair |
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Gotta get myself a boutonniere |
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Lulu's back in town |
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You can tell all my pets |
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All my Harlem coquettes |
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Mister Otis regrets |
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That he won't be aroun' |
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You can tell the mailman not to call |
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I ain't comin' home until the fall |
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And again I might not get back home at all |
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Lulu's back in town, yeah |
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Oh tell all my pets |
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All my Harlem coquettes |
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Mister Waller regrets |
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[Incomprehensible], no |
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Tell the mailman not to call |
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Ain't comin' home until the fall |
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And then again I might not get home at all |
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Lulu's back in town |
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Oh that woman's back at town |
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Oh my, my, my, my |
