What they were really singing in Casablanca:
Alan's elephants of pastry, the jar of glory has arrived,
Counter-noose of tyranny, let tendered singalong be levied,
Intended for you a dance of champagne, muggers ease ferrous soldering,
Ill Vienna just dances no-bra, engorged nose filled with companies,
Auxiliary armies, Citroen!
Form voice battalions!
More cheese, more cheese!
Cue one sing impure, above nose silenced!
Armour sacred to Patty, conducts southern nose of bras vengeance,
Liberty, liberty, sherry, combats awake test defenders...
Or something like that.
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