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Robert Preston
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Finale
While a hundred and ten cornets played the air...
Then I modestly took my place
As the one and only bass
Then I oompa'd up and down the square
Good night my someone
Good night my love
With a hundred and ten cornets right behind
Our star is shining
It's brightest light
There were horns
Of every shape and kind...
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Sweet dreams be yours dear
If dreams there be
While a hundred and ten cornets played the air
I wish I may
And I wish I might
Now good night
My someone
Good night.
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