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Now to continue with the love song, here we have the viennese waltz type of the franz lehar/johann strauss school, conjuring up images of gaily waltzing couples and probably stale champagne drun |
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M sweaty slippers. this example is called the wiener schnitzel waltz. |
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Do you remember the night i held you so tight, |
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As we danced to the wiener schnitzel waltz? |
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The music was gay, and the setting was viennese, |
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Your hair wore some roses (or perhaps they were peonies), |
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I was blind to your obvious faults, |
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As we danced 'cross the scene |
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To the strains of the wiener schnitzel waltz. |
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Oh, i drank some champagne from your shoe. |
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I was drunk by the time i got through. |
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I didn't know as i raised that cup, |
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It had taken two bottles to fill the thing up. |
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It was i who stepped on your dress. |
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The skirts all came off, i confess. |
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Revealing for all of the others to see |
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Just what it was that endeared you to me. |
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I remember the night i held you so tight, |
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As we danced to the wiener schnitzel waltz. |
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Your lips were like wine (if you'll pardon the simile), |
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The music was lovely and quite rudolf frimly. |
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I drank wine, you drank chocolate malts, |
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And we both turned quite green |
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To the strains of the wiener schnitzel waltz. |
