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With my high starched collar |
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And my high topped shoes |
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And my hair |
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Piled high upon my head |
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I went to lose a jolly |
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Hour on the Trolley |
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And lost my heart instead |
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With his light brown derby |
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And his bright green tie |
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He was quite |
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The handsomest of men |
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I started to yen |
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So I counted to ten |
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Then I counted to ten again |
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Clang, clang, clang went the trolley |
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Ding, ding, ding went the bell |
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Zing, zing, zing went my heartstrings |
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From the moment I saw him I fell |
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Chug, chug, chug went the motor |
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Bump, bump, bump went the brake |
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Thump, thump, thump went my heartstrings |
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When he smiled I could feel the car shake |
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He tipped his hat |
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And took a seat |
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He said he hoped he hadn't |
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Stepped upon my feet |
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He asked my name |
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I held my breath |
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I couldn't speak because |
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He scared me half to death |
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Buzz, buzz, buzz went the buzzer |
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Plop, plop, plop went the wheels |
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Stop, stop, stop went my heartstrings |
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As he started to go |
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Then I started to know |
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How it feels |
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When the universe reels |
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The day was bright |
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The air was sweet |
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The smell of honeysuckle |
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Charmed you off your feet |
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You tried to sing |
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But couldn't squeak |
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In fact, you loved him |
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So you couldn't even speak |
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Buzz, buzz, buzz went the buzzer |
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Plop, plop, plop went the wheels |
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Stop, stop, stop went my heartstrings |
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As he started to leave |
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I took hold of his sleeve |
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With my hand |
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And as if it were planned |
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He stay on with me |
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And it was grand just to stand |
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With his hand holding mine |
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Till the end of the line |
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Clang, clang, clang went the trolley |
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Zing, zing, zing went my heart |
![The Trolley Song [From Meet Me in St. Louis]](/storage/10/96684.jpg "The Trolley Song [From Meet Me in St. Louis]")