| The lyric of Get Out Of Town, Ella Fitzgerald's song Get out of town Before it s too late my love Get out of town Be good to me please Why wish me harm Why not retire to a farm And be contented to charm The birds off the trees Just disappear I care for you much too much And when you re nearclose to me dear We touch too much The thrill when we meet is so bittersweet That darlingit s getting me down So on your mark get set Get out of town
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