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Lock your door, draw your blind You're in danger of the strangest kind Grab a train, board a plane Speed wouldn't even be a safety zone You're on the spot, don't think you're not You're gonna lose all the rhythm you got Let me tell you why, then you're on your own There's a new kind of enemy on the loose today It's a ghost of a melody when it comes your way You had it sneak ride up upon you And kinda puts the finger on you So look out for public melody number one If it should be a looker it reads you face to face And your feet start tugging it all around the place Don't try to call out Hoover's G men They're just a lot of ABC men So look out for public melody number one Frank is a bundle of joy Jesse James is the teacher's pet Gotti's gun is only a toy Compared to notes shot for a hot collet So get undercover, rhythm rascals run Hide out until it passes, he's out to get the masses So look out for public melody number one Frank is a bundle of joy Jesse James is the teacher's pet Gotti's gun is only a toy Compared to notes shot for a hot collet So look out, all you rhythm rascals Hide out until it passes, he's out to get the masses So look out for public melody number one
Writer(s): Harold Arlen, Ted Koehler Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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