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28. Oh you New York girls, can't you dance the polka

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As I walked down on Broadway

one evening in July.

I met a maid, she asked me trade

a sailor boy am I.

And away, Santee, my dear Annie. Woah, you New York girls, can't you dance the polka?

I took her off to Tiffany's,

I did not mind expense.

I bought her two gold earrings,

they cost me fifty cents.

And away, Santee, my dear Annie. Woah, you New York girls, can't you dance the polka?

She said, "Belined you, sailor,

now walk me home you may."

But when we reached the cottage door

she turned to me to say.

And away, Santee, my dear Annie. Woah, you New York girls, can't you dance the polka?

I kissed her hard and proper

before her flash man came.

Now, fare you well, me Bowery girl,

I know your little game.

And away, Santee, my dear Annie. Woah, you New York girls, can't you dance the polka?

I joined a yankee blood-boat

and sailed away next morn'.

I'll never kiss another maid,

I'm safer 'round Cape Horn.

And away, Santee, my dear Annie. Woah, you New York girls, can't you dance the polka?

And away, Santee, my dear Annie. Woah, you New York girls, can't you dance the polka?

Gesang:	Achim
Instrumente:	Achim
Arrangement:	Achim Bahrenberg
Aufnahme, Bearbeitung, Studio- und Mastermix:	TSDG1

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