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Get out of townBefore it's too late, my loveGet out of townBe good to me, pleaseWhy wish me harm?Why not retire to a farmAnd be contented to charmThe birds off the trees?Just disappearI care for you much too muchAnd when you're near, close to me, dearWe touch too muchThe thrill when we meet is so bittersweetThat, darling, it's getting me downSo, on your mark, get setGet out of town
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"Get Out of Town" as written by Cole Porter
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