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Well hear that bass go rum-ti-tum
Tho it dont appeal to some
Hear them strings go plink-a-plunk
You never would have guessed it was a pile of junk 
Well

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Bass and drum go rum-ti-tum
Blow those old cobwebs away
Now shake them dusty chandeliers
They never seem to ball like this for years
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Piano roll those ivry slats
Feed that music to the cats
Man, to hear that upright speak
Youd never know his mother was a real antique

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