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- And had my fortune told
- What'd she say?

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She said you didn't love me
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- All you wanted was my gold
- She was right.

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- How'd she know?
- That ain't right

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Oh, oh, oh, ain't right at all
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Everybody wants some gold, baby.
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Yes, you're takin' all my money
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And goin' out havin' yourself a ball
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Suffer, excess baggage, suffer.
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Yeah.
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- Just saw Chick Bailey.
- Chick Bailey from Chicago?

:22:41
Yes. Been playin' in New Orleans.
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Just stopped on his way through.
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Comin' down Beale St. with a big party.
:22:47
Says he wants to put Fats
for his new show at the Pickens Theater.

:22:50
Fats, you's now on your way
to fame and fortune.

:22:54
Boys, smarten up.
Let's put the best-lookin' one in front.

:22:58
- That's me.
- All right.

:23:00
So we can see the lighting effect
in the drum.

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Hey, Ada, do I look better
with the hat on or with it off?

:23:04
With or without, man,
you leave me cold.

:23:07
- Bill!
- Yeah?

:23:09
Those tables- push them together.
Here they come.

:23:12
I wish somebody would
book me someplace.

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- Hey, Chick Bailey.
- Hello, Ada.

:23:19
Nice table right here for you.
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Round of drinks,
and the best in the house.

:23:25
Well, Ada, let's
hear that band of yours.

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All right, Fats, go to work.
:23:29
Well, all right then, boys,
latch on! Come on.

:23:41
No one to talk with
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All by myself
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No one to walk with
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But I might be on the shelf
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Ain't misbehavin'
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Savin' my love for you
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For you, for you, for you

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