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Savoy, the home of sweet romance. Savoy, it wins you at a glance. Savoy, gives happy feet a chance to dance Your form, just like a clingy vine. Your lips, so warm and sweet as wine. Your cheek
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When you walk through a storm, hold your chin up high. And don't be afraid of the dark, at the end of a storm. Is a golden sky and the sweet, silver song of a lark Walk on, through the wind, walk
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Chorus 1. PASSENGERS. Clang, clang, clang went the trolley. Ding, ding, ding went the bell. ***, ***, *** went my heartstrings. As we started for Huntington Dell. Chug, chug, chug went the motor
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Never could carry a tune, never knew where to start. You came along when everything was wrong and put a song in my heart Dear when you smiled at me, I heard a melody. It haunted me from the start
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If her voice can bring. Every hope of the spring. That's Judy, my Judy If her eyes say yes. But you're wrong in your guess. That's Judy, my Judy If you hear her call. In a soft, southern drawl
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sweet love wither and die. Like flowers in the fall. Oh, Judy, don't you know. It's you I love most of all . Oh, please come back. I promise always to be true. Oh, Judy, there'll never be. Anyone
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sweet love wither and die. Like flowers in the fall. Oh, Judy, don't you know. It's you I love most of all . Oh, please come back. I promise always to be true. Oh, Judy, there'll never be. Anyone
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Have yourself a merry little Christmas. Let your heart be light. Next year all our troubles will be. Out of sight. Have yourself a merry little Christmas. Make the yule-tide gay. Next year all
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by default And I can't do this any longer. The vacuum left. Is so much stronger, Judy Judy, you know. I'm not mad anymore. At least most of the time. But it could take a while And I've been living
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by default And I can't do this any longer. The vacuum left. Is so much stronger, Judy Judy, you know. I'm not mad anymore. At least most of the time. But it could take a while And I've been living
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Take me to the Matador he will know just what it's for. Garland he will help me with my life he will open every door. Jeffreys when the bull is in the ring you need all the help you can. Matador
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Have yourself a merry little Christmas. Let your heart be light. Next year all our troubles will be. Out of sight. Have yourself a merry little Christmas. Make the yule-tide gay. Next year all
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If her voice can bring. Every hope of the spring. That's Judy, my Judy. . If her eyes say yes. But you're wrong in your guess. That's Judy, my Judy. . If you hear her call. In a soft
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