(by Cole Porter) Get outta town Before it's too late, my love Get outta town Be good to me please Why do me harm? Why not retire to a farm And be contented to charm the birds off the trees Just slip away I care for you much too much Cuz when you are near Close to me dear We touch too much The thrill when we meet is so bittersweet That darling it's getting me down So on your mark, get set Get outta town
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