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Were snapping fingers, tapping toes, and begging him, don't stop
And hypnotized and fascinated
By the little dark haired boy who played the Tennessee flat top box
And he would play

And one day he was gone, and no one ever saw him 'round
He'd vanished like the breeze, they forgot him in the little town
But all the girls still dreamed about him
And hung around the cabaret until the doors were locked
And then one day on the hit parade
Was a little dark haired boy who played the Tennessee flat top box
And he would play