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Look what the sun has done to me
It seems there's no more fun to me
Why must all the boys act so shy?
I have guessed the reason why
I may be as brown as a berry
But that's only secondary
And you can't tell the difference
After dark
I may not be so appealing
But I've got that certain feeling
And you can't tell the difference
After dark
They say that gentlemen
Prefer the blond haired ladies
Tell me am I out of style
Just because I'm slightly shady?
Wait until I've won you
And my love drops down upon you
You can't tell the difference
After dark
Ah, go for yourself now
Beat it on out there boy
Look out, Fats Waller
Mm, I may be as brown as a berry
But that's only secondary
You can't tell the difference
After dark
I may not be so appealing
Mm, but I've got that certain feeling
And you can't tell the difference
After dark
They say that gentlemen
prefer the blond haired ladies,
Tell me, tell me am I out of style
Just because I'm slightly shady?
Wait until I've won you
And my love drops down upon you
You can't tell the difference
After dark
Yeah, man
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