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the rhythm
He makes a beeline for the place  Where he gets his only ace  Sometimes he's standing in the rain  Oh Gene Kelly's hat and cane   He has the Rhythm in his head  He has the Rhythm, sing!   It's chaotic at the bar  B & O those sweaty drops  We are all mesmorized  To the thing we have inside   Inside, outside, eastside, West  We kill the beast  Yourside, myside, worlds collide, yes  We kill the beast