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Five foot two, eyes of blue,
oh, what those five feet could do:
has anybody seen my gal?
Turned-up nose, turned-down hose
Flapper? Yes sir, one of those
Has anybody seen my gal?
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Well, if you run into a five-foot-two
covered with pearls, Diamond rings,
all those things, Bet your life it isn't her
But could she love, could she coo!
Cootchie-cootchie-cootchie coo!
Has anybody seen my gal?
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