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Complete - Cab Calloway

"(jaimeson) expensive promises i made all of the chances that i take never learn to appreciate our time lie awake all through the night memories by candle light keep them safe locked in my mind chourus i"

Copper Colored Gal - Cab Calloway

"Copper colored gal of mine, I love you 'cause you're so divine, Say you'll always be my clinging vine, Copper, copper, copper, copper colored gal of mine! You've done something to my heart, You've"

Corinne Corinna - Cab Calloway

"Corinne, Corinna, where you been so long? Corinne, Corinna, where you been so long? Ain't been no loving since you been gone. Oh, Corinna, where'd you stay last night? Listen here, Corinna, tell me"

Dont Know If Im Comin Or Goin - Cab Calloway

"You've got me on the go, Running to and fro, Looking high and low; I don't know if I'm comin' or goin' Since I fell for you! Now 'round about the town, Chasing you up and down, Tagging you all"

Emaline - Cab Calloway

"Don't you hear my heart Whisper through your window, Emaline? It's a lovely night, Emaline, To meander with me. Have you told your friends, Have you told your people, Emaline? Hurry up and write"

Everybody Eats When They Come To My House - Cab Calloway

"Have a banana, Hannah Try the salami, Tommy Get with the gravy, Davy Everybody eats when they come to my house. Try a tomato, Plato Here's cachiattori, Dory Taste of bologna, Tony Everybody eats"

For The Last Time I Cried Over You - Cab Calloway

"What's the matter with you, pops; you sure look beat about the gills this bright. Oh, man, that soft cut out on me. What you sayin'? Yes, she copped a final on me. I know you was too proud. Solid"

Frisco Flo - Cab Calloway

"Frisco Flo was just a typical gal, Frisco Flo was just a regular my-gal-Sal; Frisco Flo was just as sharp as a tack; Frisco Flo, for a fellow would give the shirt right off of her back. She knew the"

Good Sauce From The Gravy Bowl - Cab Calloway

"I like good sauce in the gravy bowl, Must be sauce about ninety days old! Good sauce, good sauce from the gravy bowl! Drink good sauce from morn til night, Drink enough and it makes you tight. Good"

Happy Feet - Cab Calloway

"Happy feet! I've got those hap-hap-happy feet! Give them a low-down beat And they begin dancing! I've got those ten little tip-tap-tapping toes, When they hear a tune I can't control the dancing,"

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