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Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And days of auld lang syne?
And days of auld lang syne, my dear,
And days of auld lang syne.
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And days of auld lang syne?

We twa hae run aboot the braes
And pu'd the gowans fine.
We've wandered mony a weary foot,
Sin' auld lang syne.
Sin' auld lang syne, my dear,

[Instrumental]

Dance To The Music
Dance To The Music
All we need is a drummer for people who only need a beat. Yeah
I'm gonna add a little guitar and make it easy to move your feet
I'm gonna add some bottom so that the dancers will twist all night
You might like to hear my organ I said my kind of bag now.
If I could hear the horns blow sitting here on the ground listen to me
Dance To The Music

I met a gin soaked barroom queen in Memphis
She tried to take me upstairs for a ride (yeah)
She had to heave me right across her shoulder
Cause I just can't seem to drink you off my mind (no)

It's the Honky Tonk Women (yeah)
Give me, give me, give me the honky tonk blues

Strollin' on the boulevards of Paris
As naked as the day that I will die
The sailors they're so charming there in Paris