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Oh St-St-St-St-Stella, I-I-I'm a lucky fella`Cos-cos I'm in the ar-army now, yeah, ah I-I gotta gunEr-er-er, St-Stella, er I'm right here to tell yaTha-tha-tha-that my dander's , my dander's up, and how, boy I'm madI-I've heard folks say I'm off the cobI don't know what that meansBut anyhow, I-I've got a jobAnd a brand new pair of khaki jeansUncle Sam has beckoned,So, St-Stella, dear, I reckonThat I-I'll stay in the ar-army now, yeah, yeahI think I'll stay right in it, yeah!
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"Stella" as written by Harry/davis Akst
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