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Tin Pan Alley is a dirty place |
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The very place my baby loves to stay |
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Tin Pan Alley blues is killin' me |
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It's killin' me |
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I met a women down there |
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I really want to see |
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She little and cute, she's young and wild |
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I just want to hold her in my arm for a little while |
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So that the Tin Pan Alley blues will let me be |
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Let me be |
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'Cause [Incomprehensible] |
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If you only would agree |
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You see I love you for yourself |
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Your just the kind of women |
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That don't seam to care |
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Tin Pan Alley, baby must be your home |
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Well, nothing down there, baby |
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But blood and bones |
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Yes, yes |
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Tin Pan Alley, it's way across town |
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People like to kick the dog |
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When the sun goes down |
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Tell you baby |
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Please make it up in your mind |
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Because a women like you darling |
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Is sure hard to find |
