Tiptoe through the tulips with me. Al Dubin
Tiptoe through the tulips with me.
We're in the money, the skies are sunny; old man depression, you are through, you done us wrong! Al Dubin
We're in the money, the skies are sunny; old man depression, you are through, you done us wrong!
Where the underworld can meet the elite, Forty-Second Street. Al Dubin
Where the underworld can meet the elite, Forty-Second Street.
The rumble of a subway train, the rattle of the taxis. Al Dubin
The rumble of a subway train, the rattle of the taxis.
Born: June 10, 1891
Died: February 11, 1945
Profession: Lyricist
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