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You coax the blues right out of the horn, Mame, |
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You charm the husk right off of the corn, Mame, |
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You've got the banjoes strummin' and plunkin' out a tune to beat the band, |
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The whole plantation's hummin' since you brought Dixie back to Dixieland. |
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You make your Louis, feel like the king, Mame |
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You make the world we're living in swing, Mame |
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You make the old magnolia tree, blossom at the mention of your name. |
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Your special fascination'll, prove to be inspirational, |
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I think you're just sensational, Mame. |
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Mame |
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Mame |
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Yes, you make your Satchmo feel like a king, Mame |
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You make the world we're living in swing, Mame |
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You make the old magnolia tree, blossom at the mention of your name. |
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Your special fascination'll, prove to be inspirational, |
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I think you're just sensational, |
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Yea, sensational |
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You sensational Mame. |
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Mame, Mame, Mame |
