| My love to you I bring
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| On account of you can sing
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| Bli-blip, bobby, flam, flam, flam, hit the yaddle oddle bayou
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| My love to you is true
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| On account of you can do
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| Bli-blip, bobby, flam, flam, flam, hit the yaddle oddle bayou
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| My poor heart, gives a start
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| Like a jitterbug, just wont stop
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| Mix my spooning, with your crooning
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| Watch me blow my top, yeah!
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| My love to you I’ve sworn
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| On account of mine is yorn
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| Bli-blip, bobby, flam, flam, flam, hit the yaddle oddle bayou
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| (scat interlude)
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| Well, I’ve never been with anyone quite so hot!
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| No never! |
| But I know why I dig you a lot.
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| So now, whenever we’re swooning and crooning
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| Ever so sweetly
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| I dont know whats up.
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| You got me on the run.
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| Not everyone is half as much fun, hun.
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| How can I know what’s next?
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| No I’ve never been with anyone quite so fine.
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| No never! |
| But I hope you’ll break from the line.
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| My poor heart, gives a start
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| Like a jitterbug, just wont stop
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| Mix my spooning, with your crooning
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| And let me blow my top, mop!
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| Watch me blow my top, yaeh!
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| Your love to me I’ve sworn
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| On account of mine is yorn
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| Bli-blip, bobby, flam, flam, flam, flam, flam, flam
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| You turn me upside down
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| And spin me crazy all around
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| And leave me realing
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| Got the feeling I can fly!
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| That’s why I’m just sittin here singin bli-blip,
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| That’s why I’m just sittin here singin bli-blip,
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| Bobby, flam, flam, flam |