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Like the wallpaper sticks to the wall |
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Like the seashore clings to the sea |
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Like you'll never get rid of your shadow |
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Frank, you'll never get rid of me |
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Let all the others fight and fuss |
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Whatever happens, we've got us. |
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Me and my shadow |
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We're closer than pages that stick in a book |
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We're closer than ripples that play in a brook |
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Strolling down the avenue |
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Wherever you find him, you'll find me, just look |
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Closer than a miser or the bloodhound's ? ? ? ? ? |
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Me and my shadow |
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We're closer than smog when it clings to l.a. |
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We're closer than bobby is to j.f.k. |
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Not a soul can bust this team in two |
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We stick together like glue |
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And when it's sleeping time |
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That's when we rise |
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We start to swing |
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Swing to the skies |
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Our clocks don't chime |
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What a surprise |
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They ring-a-ding-ding! |
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Happy new year! |
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Me and my shadow |
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And now to repeat what I said at the start |
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They'll need a large crowbar to break us apart |
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We're alone but far from blue |
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Before we get finished, we'll make the town roar |
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We'll make all the late spots, and then a few more |
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We'll wind up at jilly's right after toot's shore |
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Life is gonna be we-wow-whee! |
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(here comes the party!) |
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For my shadow and me! |
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Say frank? |
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What is it, sam? |
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Do me a favor? |
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What do you want, now? |
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Would you mind taking it, just one more time? |
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From the top? |
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No! from the ending! |
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Wonderful! |
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And while we are swinging, to mention a few |
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We'll drop in at danny's, the little club too |
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But wind up at jilly's, whatever we do |
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Life is gonna be we-wow-whee! |
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(wow!) |
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For my shadow and me! |
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Frank? |
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Oh, forget it sam. |
