I know he's around When the sky and the ground started ringing, I know that he's near by the thunder I hear in advance.
In every way, every day, I need listen myself, I need more him, more him, 'cause his is the only music that makes me dance... 'cause his is the only music that makes me dance...
[speaking] fanny brice sang a song like that in 1922, And it made her the toast of broadway...
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