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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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Savoy, the home of sweet romance. Savoy, it wins you at a glance. Savoy, gives happy feet a chance to dance. Your old form just like a clinging vine. Your lips so warm and sweet as wine. Your
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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 old form just like a clinging vine. Your lips so warm and sweet as wine. Your
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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 CLINGIN' VINE. YOUR LIPS, SO WARM AND SWEET AS WINE. YOUR
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Savoy, the home of sweet romance. Savoy, it wins you with a glance. Savoy, gives happy feet a chance to dance. Your old form just like a clinging vine. Your lips so warm and sweet as wine. Your
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Savoy, the home of sweet romance. Savoy, it wins you with a glance. Savoy, gives happy feet a chance to dance. Your old form just like a clinging vine. Your lips so warm and sweet as wine. Your
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Savoy, the home of sweet romance. Savoy, it wins you with a glance. Savoy, gives happy feet a chance to dance. Your old form just like a clinging vine. Your lips so warm and sweet as wine. Your
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TASTE AND TRY SAVOY BROWN My mother told me. When I was young. Many people try. To con you son. You got to seperate. The truth from the lies. You got to taste and try. Before you buy The army
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Savoy, the home of sweet romance. Savoy, it wins you with a glance. Savoy, gives happy feet a chance to dance. Your old form just like a clinging vine. Your lips so warm and sweet as wine. Your
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Savoy, the home of sweet romance. Savoy, it wins you with a glance. Savoy, gives happy feet a chance to dance. Your old form just like a clinging vine. Your lips so warm and sweet as wine. Your
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You say it wouldn't work. It wouldn't take. It wouldn't do any good. It wouldn't change a thing. And I being I. Can't say much to deny it. But I'm stuck with an urge. To only have tried it. Yo
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Her skin is like velvet. Her face cut from stone. Her eyes when she's smiling. Will never reach home. . But hear how she sings. . Her touch would be tender. Her lips would be warm. But when w
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