City Lights
Darlin I don't know whats wrong with you
buton up your shirt and lace your shoes
we're goin out on the town
Pick your head up pretty darlin
don't wear a smile when your frownin
just enjoy the city lights
Common darlin lets go singing
down in the middle of the street
we might look like fools
but they'll still move thier feet
Common my baby common my hunny
common my ragtime guy
dont look at me that way
my love for you ain't shy
Pick your head up pretty darlin
don't wear a smile when your frownin
just enjoy the city lights
Pick your head up pretty darlin
don't wear a smile when your frownin
just enjoy the city lights
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