Put On Your Sunday Clothes (Wall-E)

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Out there
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There's a world outside of yonkers
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Way out there beyond this hick town,
 barnaby
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There's a slick town, barnaby
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Out there
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Full of shine and full of sparkle
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Close your eyes and see it glisten, 
barnaby
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Listen, barnaby

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Put on your sunday clothes, there's 
lots of world out there
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Get out the brillantine and dime 
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cigars
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We're gonna find adventure in 
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the evening air
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Girls in white
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In a perfumed night
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Where the lights are bright as the 
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stars!
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Put on your sunday clothes, we're 
gonna ride through town
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In one of those new horse drawn 
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open cars
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We'll see the shows
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At delmonico's
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And we'll close the town in a whirl

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And we won't come home until we've 
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kissed a girl!
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Put on your sunday clothes when 
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you feel down and out
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Strut down the street and have 
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your picture took
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Dressed like a dream your spirits 
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seem to turn about
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That sunday shine

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Is a certain sign
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That you feel as fine as you look
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Beneath your parasol, the world is 
all a smile
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That makes you feel brand new down
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 to your toes
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Get out your feathers

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Your patent leathers
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Your beads and buckles and bows
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For there's no blue monday in your
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 sunday
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No monday in the sunday
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No monday in the sunday clothes
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Put on your sunday clothes when you 
feel down and out
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Strut down the street and have your
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 picture took
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Dressed like a dream your spirits 
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seem to turn about
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That sunday shine is a certain sign
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That you feel as fine as you look!
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Beneath your parasol, the world is
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 all a smile
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That makes you feel brand new down 
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to your toes
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Get out your feathers
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Your patent leathers
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Your beads and buckles and bows

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For there's no blue monday in your
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 sunday clothes

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Put on your sunday clothes when you 
feel down and out
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Strut down the street and have your
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 picture took
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Dressed like a dream your spirits 
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seem to turn about
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That sunday shine
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Is a certain sign
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That you feel as fine as you look
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Beneath your bowler brim the world's
 a simple song
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A lovely lilt that makes you tilt 
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your nose
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Get out your slickers, your flannel 
knickers
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Your red suspenders and hose
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For there's no blue monday in 
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your sunday clothes

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Ermengarde, keep smiling, nobody 
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wants a little ninny!
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Ambrose, do a turn, let me see!
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Mr. Hackl, Mr. Tucker, don't forget
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 Irene and Minnie.
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Just forget what you've heard a 
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word of mine!
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All aboard!
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All aboard! All aboard

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All aboard! All aboard
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Put on your sunday clothes there's 
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lots of world out there
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Put on your silk cravat and patent 
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shoes
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We're gonna find adventure in the 
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evening air
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To town we'll trot
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To a smoky spot
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Where the girls are hot as a fuse!
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Put on your silk high hat and at the
 turned up cuff
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We'll wear a hand made grey suede 
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buttoned glove
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We'll join the astors
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At tony pastor's
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And this I'm positive of
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That we won't come home
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That we won't come home
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No we won't come home until we 
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fall in love

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