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Savoy, the home of sweet romance |
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Savoy, it wins you at a glance |
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Savoy, gives happy feet a chance |
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To dance |
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Your form, just like a clingin' vine |
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Your lips, so warm and sweet as wine |
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Your cheek, so soft and close to mine |
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Divine |
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How my heart is singin' |
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While the band is swingin' |
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Never tired of rompin' |
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And stompin' with you, at the savoy |
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What joy, a perfect holiday |
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Savoy, where we can glide away |
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Savoy, there let me stomp away |
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With you |
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Savoy, the home of sweet romance |
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Savoy, it wins you at a glance |
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Savoy, gives happy feet a chance |
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To dance |
