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I'm just a scarecrow without you
Baby, please don't disappear
I beg your pardon, dear
I got a bottle for a trumpet
And a hatbox for a drum
And I beg your pardon, dear
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I got upset - I lost my head
I didn't mean the things I said
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You are the landscape of my dreams
(b5) (#5) (#5)
Darling, I beg your par- don
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I'd give you 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
I got upset, I lost my head
I didn't mean the things I said
You are the landscape of my dreams
Darling, I beg your pardon
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