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I'm just a scarecrow
With out you
Baby please don't disappear
I beg your pardon dear
I gotta a bottle full of trumpet
And a hatbox full of drum
And I beg your pardon dear
I got upset
I lost my head
I didn't mean
The things I said
You are the landscape
Of my dreams
Darlin' I beg your pardon
I'd give your boardwalk
And park place
And all of my hotels
I beg your pardon dear
Please don't go back to st. louis
Can't you tell that I'm sincere
I beg your pardon dear
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