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Frankie Laine( Francesco Paolo LoVecchio )



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Frankie Laine( Francesco Paolo LoVecchio )

Metro Polka

Boom, boom, boom, boom
Boom, boom, boom, boom
Hey

I met her at the Metropole, Metropole, Metropole
She couldn't waltz to save her sole
But oh how she could polka

I asked her for a little kiss, a little kiss, a little kiss
Then I held her tight like this
And danced the Metro Polka

I asked her then to marry me, to marry me, to marry me
I didn't think she'd carry me
Into the church around the corner

Now I've got a mother-in-law, father-in-law, brother-in-law
Seven kids to call me Pa, from doing the Metro Polka

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I met her at the Metropole, Metropole, Metropole
She couldn't waltz to save her sole
But oh how she could polka

I asked her for a little kiss, a little kiss, a little kiss
Then I held her tight like this
And danced the Metro Polka

I asked her then to marry me, to marry me, to marry me
I didn't think she'd carry me
Into the church around the corner

Now I've got a mother-in-law, father-in-law, brother-in-law
Seven kids to call me Pa, from doing the Metro Polka

()

He met her at the Metropole, Metropole, Metropole
She couldn't waltz to save her sole
But oh how she could polka

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He asked her for a little kiss, a little kiss, a little kiss
Then I held her tight like this
And danced the Metro Polka

()

He asked her then to marry me, to marry me, to marry me
I didn't think she'd carry me
Into the church around the corner

Now I've got a mother-in-law, father-in-law, brother-in-law
Seven kids to call me Pa, from doing the Metro Polka

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Hey, hey, hey,

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Hey, hey, hey,

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Hey, hey, hey,

I met her at the Metropole, Metropole, Metropole
She couldn't waltz to save her sole
But oh how she could polka

I asked her for a little kiss, a little kiss, a little kiss
Then I held her tight like this
And danced the Metro Polka

I asked her then to marry me, to marry me, to marry me
I didn't think she'd carry me
Into the church around the corner

Now I've got a mother-in-law, father-in-law, brother-in-law
Seven kids to call me Pa, from doing the Metro Polka
Hey