Dancing about Architecture

Verse 1:
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Father calls me William, sister calls me Will,

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Mother calls me Willie, but the fellers call me Bill!

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Mighty glad I ain't a girl---ruther be a boy,

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Without them sashes, curls, an' things that's worn by Fauntleroy!

Verse 2:
Love to chawnk green apples an' go swimmin' in the lake---
Hate to take the castor-ile they give for bellyache!
'Most all the time, the whole year round, there ain't no flies on me,
But jest 'fore Christmas I'm as good as I kin be!

Chorus:
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But jest before Christmas,

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But jest before Christmas,

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But jest before Christmas,

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I'm as good as I kin be!

Verse 3:
For Christmas, with its lots an' lots of candies, cakes, an' toys,
Was made, they say, for proper kids an' not for naughty boys;
So wash yer face an' bresh yer hair, an' mind yer p's and q's,
An' don't bust out yer pantaloons, and don't wear out yer shoes;

Verse 4:
Say "Yessum" to the ladies, and "Yessur" to the men,
An' when they's company, don't pass yer plate for pie again;
But, thinkin' of the things yer'd like to see upon that tree,
Jest 'fore Christmas be as good as yer kin be!