Got To Go To Town 1931

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 3 August 2011
2011

I'm grabbin' my hat and coat.
I'm leaving the cat a note.
Quick, call me a ferry boat.
Getting out of town.

I'm shinin' my travelin' shoes.
Big scoop in the Daily News.
"Who's sayin' his toodleoos?"
Gettin' out of town.

Cares fly by.
They're sayin' bye, bye,
And we're shoutin', "Hoorah!"
Wings spreadin'
'cause we're headin' for
Hotcha, hotcha, hotcha.

My neighbors are awful nice.
They promised to feed the mice.
Hey, Iceman!
Don't need your ice.
Gettin' out of town.

A new kind of company,
It's just magnetizin' me.
I'm footloose and fancy free.
Gettin' out of town.

Cares fly by.
They're sayin' bye, bye,
And we're shoutin', "Hoorah!"
Wings spreadin'
'cause we're headin' for
Hotcha, hotcha, hotcha.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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Got To Go To Town 1931
from "42nd Street"
Music by Harry Warren
Lyrics by Michael Stewart
© 1931 by Harms Inc.
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sequence & karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Wednesday 3 August 2011 at 09.19
in association with Veda Meyer-Castens
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