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And the actress is relayedand the actor comes home late
And the plays have gone downthe crowds have scattered way
Neath the city lights and the street
No ticket could be beatfor the beautiful show of shows
Ah, Broadway only knows
The great white Milky Wayit had something to say
When he fell down on his kneesafter soaring through the air
With nothing to hold him there
It was really not so cuteto play without a parachute
As he stood upon the ledgelooking out, he thought he saw a crock
And he hollered: Look, there are the bells
And he said: Now, here come the bells
Here come the bells, here come the bells
Here come the bells
Here come the bells X4
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