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Well now friends let me tell you about this cat that I once met,
Smooth talker with an export cigarette
I don't believe I ever saw him without a cocktail in his hand
And no-one swings as hard to the big bad voodoo band!
Now he strolls through the city like a big ol' alley cat,
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