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| There's a | place down the street we call | Sam's Place. |
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| It starts a-jumpin' every evening when the sun goes | down. |
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| You can always find me down at | Sam's Place, |
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| For that's where the gang all hangs ar | ound. |
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| There's ol' | Shimmy Shakin' Tina |
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| She | hails from Pasadena. |
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| She | always got a big smile on her | face. |
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| There's | Hootch-y-kootchy Hattie, she | comes from Cincinnat | i, |
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| Yeah, there's | always a | party at Sam's | Place. |
| Well, they've got a swingin' band down at Sam's Place. |
| You can hear 'em pickin' twenty blocks away. |
| They're playin' country music down at Sam's Place, |
| From the setting sun until the break of day. |
| CHORUS |
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| And I'll | meet you ton | ight at Sam's | Place. |
| Tom Lindsey, TPLBA@aol.com |