| Hmmm, do, do, do, do, do, do,
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| Doooo!
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| Where the Swanee River flows,
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| A dancin' man known as Mose,
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| Introduced a brand-new dance,
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| Has the whole town in a trance;
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| Messin' around, he calls it messin' around!
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| Child, at a dance the other night,
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| Someone there turned out the light,
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| When the lights came on once more,
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| A brother was behind the door,
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| Messin' around, busy messin' around!
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| A deacon called on Sister Brown,
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| Thought her hubby was out of town,
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| All the papers said the next day,
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| The ambulance took his away,
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| Messin' around, busy messin' around!
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| Now, old King Solomon was a wise old soul,
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| Had all the gals under his control,
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| But if he was alive today,
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| Sheiks would steal his broads away,
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| Messin' around, would beat him messin' around!
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| Why, anyone can learn the knack,
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| Hands on your hips and nearly break your back,
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| Stand on one spot, hold it tight,
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| Twist to the left, and jive to the right,
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| And believe me, you are messin' around!
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| Oh, if you can see me now! |