| Lyric | Musical | Song |
| 'Shoes of the buckles you will be wearing and all of that will be in the style of Jazz' | |
| 'Noble tie that binds all human hearts and mind. Herh herh herh.' | |
| 'Do a deer, female deer. Of golden sun ray a drop.' | |
| 'No business like show business like no business I know, there is.' | |
| 'Into the woods, time to go, is it, to leave I hate, to, I have to, though. Yes, hmmm.' | |
| 'Dance shall we, one two three. Yes, hmmm.' | |
| 'Of day turn your face away from the garish light, your thoughts away from cold unfeeling light turn.' | |
| 'If biddy biddy rich, I were, idle-diddle-daidle-daidle man. Herh herh herh.' | |
| 'Dolly, still glowin', you are, still crowin', you are, still goin' strong, you are.' | |
| 'One thrilling combination, she makes every move that. Yes, hmmm.' | |
| | Lyric | Musical | Song |
| 'Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes. How you measure, measure a year, hmm? Herh herh herh.' | |
| 'To bear unbearable sorrow, run where brave dare not go.' | |
| 'Sure smell sweet, where the waving wheat can when the wind comes right behind the rain.' | |
| 'And drag you under, the devil will, of your checkered coat by the sharp lapel.' | |
| 'Time not older than this tale is. Rhyme not older than this song.' | |
| 'Your bottom dollar that tomorrow bet, there, sun, will be.' | |
| 'Cabaret old chum, life is.' | |
| 'Cry for me, do not, Argentina. I never left you, the truth is. Yeesssssss.' | |
| 'Smile at the old days, I can, beautiful then, was I.' | |
| 'To me close every door. Hide those I love from me. Hmmmmmm.' | |
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