Them was the good old days, in Davenport, Scott County Iowa . en Heiney kissed his lieber schatz, to make gay Berlin sij^zling red the highest spots he smeared his Uncs Gretchen at the pretzel stand grew grumpy with the when she took her pen in hand she spilled this style of news: Chorus:Come back to Pretzel Alley, where onion blossoms bloom,Limburger cheese flings to the breeze its beautiful but one place for sicha face in all the Wapsie Valley,So howld your tin, youll nade it whin you light in Pretzel Alley. But Heiney thought his jane too gay.

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Them was the good old days, in Davenport, Scott County Iowa . en Heiney kissed his lieber schatz, to make gay Berlin sij^zling red the highest spots he smeared his Uncs Gretchen at the pretzel stand grew grumpy with the when she took her pen in hand she spilled this style of news: Chorus:Come back to Pretzel Alley, where onion blossoms bloom,Limburger cheese flings to the breeze its beautiful but one place for sicha face in all the Wapsie Valley,So howld your tin, youll nade it whin you light in Pretzel Alley. But Heiney thought his jane too gay. He wrote—Dear Wooden Shoes: Ill not come back to old P. A. to battle squirrel juice. Im ducksoup for this Berlin noise, and getting johnny-wise. Say, listen—with the army boys I spiel *em, Hoch! der Kaisel But Gretchen stung him with this fact—she feared he would get nicked— Youre slated for a sucker act! Old sport! Du bist verichtl I long to take you for that cush, a live one—not a shine— With the old Pretzel Alley push, a knockout for a 216 ?m Steve Gilmans Nimrods.

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