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Happy Feet

Sound of rain on the window pain

Makes a mighty sweet and soft refrain

But I never found a sound as sweet

As the tippity tippity tap of happy feetMocking bird never says a word

But his pretty music must be heard

Well, there is no music with a beat of

The tippity tippity tap of happy feetHoney, when we're dancing, it is so divine

'Count of we're much closer, closer than quarter to nineThe band down in Dixieland

Got a rhythm makes you clap your hand

But there is no rhythm I repeat

Like the tippity tippity tap of happy feetTippity tippity tap of happy feet

Tippity tippity tap of happy feetHoney, when we're dancing, it is so divine

'Account of we're much closer, closer than quarter to nineI love the band in Dixieland

I got a rhythm makes you clap your hand

But there is no rhythm I repeat

Like the tippity tippity tap of happy feetThe tippity tippity tap of happy feet

Tippity tippity tap of happy feet

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