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what is wrong with everybody lately, what the deuce has happened to the gang, no-one chews the rag, no-one pulls a gag, say do i have to whip the whole shebang, times are not as bad as what you read, and your's truly knows just what you need, let's all meet at my house, just make yourselves at home, i'll drag out my banjo, if someone will play the comb, and we'll sing all the old songs, incase someone feels blue, let's all meet at my house, let my house be your house too, i'll take you to his house, if you'll be my sweetheart, on no solo this is good neighbour work, but darling i'm ready whenever you care to start, that's right take the big red bus, if they play post office, remember i'm with you, here here now woodward, break it up, so let's go to his house, it seems like the thing to do, come on

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Artist: bing crosby