The Star Sisters (Remix 2007)

He was a famous trumpet man from old Chicago way
He had a boogie style that no one else could play
He was the top man at his craft

But then his number came up and he was gone with the draft
He's in the army now, a-blowin' Reveille
He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B
A-toot, a-toot, a-toot-diddelyada

(And now three lovely ladies that are sending GI's hearts all over the World)

Ai, ai, ai, ai, ai Have you ever danced in the tropics?
Well that girl's a fool With the Gaucho fool Of the South American way, hey!
ai, ai, ai, ai.ai
Could you have ever kissed in the moon light
If you never kissed Who knows what you've missed In the South American Way

Bei mir bist du schoen Please let me explain
Bei mir bist du schoen means you're grand
Bei mir bist du schoen Again I'll explain
It means you're the fairest in the land
I could say "bella, bella" Even say "wunderbar"
Each language only helps me tell you How grand you are
I'll try to explain Bei mir bist du schoen
So kiss me and say you'll understand

(Okay guys, grab your gal and hit the floor 'Cos here's that beat you've been waiting to swing to)

Who's the lovin' daddy with the beautiful eyes
what a pair o' lips, I'd like to try 'em for size
I'll just tell him, "Baby, won't you swing it with me"
Hope he tells me, "Baby, what a wing it will be"
So, I said politely "Darlin' may I intrude"
He said "Don't keep me waitin' when I'm in the mood"
In the mood
In the mood
In the mood
It didn't take me long to say "I'm in the mood now"

If you ever go down Trinidad
They make you feel so very glad
Calypso sing and make up rhyme
Guarantee you one real good fine time
Drinkin' rum and Coca-Cola
Go down Point Cumaná
Both mother and daughter
Workin' for the Yankee dollar

Oh, Tico Tico, tick Oh, Tico Tico, tock
This Tico Tico, he's the cuckoo in my clock
And when he says "Cuckoo" He means it's time to woo
It's Tico time for all the lovers in the block
I've got a heavy date A tete-a-tete at eight
So speak, oh Tico, tell me is it getting late?
If I'm on time, cuckoo But, if I'm late, woo woo
The one my heart is gone to may not want to wait

In Spain they say Si, si
In France you hear Oui, oui
Ev'ry little Dutch girl says Ya, ya
Ev'ry little Russian says Da, da
La-la-la-la-da-da-da-da Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da Da-da-da-de-de-da-da De-da-da-da-da-da-da-da

Pennsylvania six-five-thousand
Pennsylvania six-five-thousand
Pennsylvania six-five-o-o...

Oh, Joseph, Joseph, won't you make your mind up
It's time I knew just how I stand with you
My heart it's not a clock that I could stop and wind up
Each time we make up after being through
So, listen Joseph, Joseph time is fleeting
And here and there my hair is turning grey
My Mother has a fear, wedding bells we'll never hear
Joseph, Joseph, won't you name the day

Ti-pi-ti-pi-tin ti-pi-tin
Ti-pi-ti-pi-ton ti-pi-ton
He kept on a-stealing and he had a feeling she was satisfied
Ti-pi-ti-pi-tin ti-pi-tin
Ti-pi-ti-pi-ton ti-pi-ton
She was saying "Go sir" so he held her closer, that's how he complied

(String Of Pearls)

Choo choo to Broadway from Cincinnati
Don't get icky with the one two three
Life is just so fine on the solid side of the line, rip
Hold tight, hold tight, hold tight, hold tight
Fododo-de-yacka saki
Want some sea food mama
Shrimps and rice they're very nice
Hold tight, hold tight, hold tight, hold tight
Fododo-de-yacka saki
Want some sea food mama
Shrimps and rice they're very nice

Roll out the barrel
We'll have a barrel of fun
Roll out the barrel
We've got the blues on the run
Zing boom tararrel
Ring out a song of good cheer
Now's the time to roll the barrel
For the gang's all here

Don't sit under the apple tree
With anyone else but me
Anyone else but me
Anyone else but me
NO! NO! NO!
Don't sit under the apple tree
With anyone else but me
'Till I come marching home
Don't start walking down lovers lane
With anyone else but me
Anyone else but me
Anyone else but me
NO! NO! NO!
Don't start walking down lovers lane
With anyone else but me
Till I come marching home
I just got word from the guy who works For a guy next door to me
The girl he met just loves to pet And it fits you to a tee
So, Don't sit under the apple tree With anyone else but me
Till I come marching home

(Moonlight Serenade)

Mama dear, come over here And see who's looking in my window
It's the butcher boy and oh He's got a bundle in his hand
Tell me why he winks his eye Whenever he goes by my window
Daughter, daughter he's in love And you're in love and love is grand
Aye, Marie! I gotta pork chop
Aye, Marie! I gotta lamb chop So,
'ya wanta marry me?
The butcher boy, the butcher boy She wants to marry the butcher boy
Aye, OH! Ma-Ma Oh, get that man for me
Oh! Ma-Ma How happy I would be
Tra-la-la And cheery-beery be
Oh, if I'm gonna marry It's the butcher boy for me Oh, if I'm gonna marry It's the butcher boy for me

(Tuxedo Junction)

Oh, lay that pistol down, babe Lay that pistol down
Pistol packin' mama Lay that pistol down
Oh, I see you every night, Bing And I'm near you every day
I'll be your regular mama And I'll put that gun away
Oh, lay that pistol down, babe Lay that pistol down
Pistol packin' mama Lay that pistol down

Strike up the music, the band has begun
The Pennsylvania Polka
Pick out your partner and join in the fun
The Pennsylvania Polka
It started in Scranton, it's now number one
It's bound to entertain ya
Everybody has a mania
To do the polka from Pennsylvania

Mother, may go out dancing?
Yes, my darling daughter
Mother, may I try romancing?
Yes, my darling daughter
What if there's a moon, Mother? darling And it's shining on the water
Mother, must I keep on dancing?
Yes, my darling daughter

Happy days are here again
The skies above are clear again
Let's sing a song of cheer again
Happy days are here again
Your cares and troubles are gone
There'll be no more from now on
Happy days are here again
The skies above are clear again
Let's sing a song of cheer again
Happy days are here again

(American Patrol)

Pardon me, boy
Is that the Chattanooga choo choo?
Out on track twenty-nine
And you can gimme a shine
I can afford
To board the Chattanooga choo choo
I-I-I've got my fare
And just a trifle to spare
You leave the Pennsylvania Station 'Bout a quarter to four
Read a magazine And then you're in Baltimore
Dinner in the diner Nothing could be finer
Than to have your ham An' eggs in Carolina
When you hear the whistle blowin' Eight to the bar
Then you know that Tennessee Is not very far
Shovel all the coal in Gotta keep it rollin' Woo, woo, Chattanooga There you are
She's gonna cry Until I tell her that I'll never roam
So Chattanooga choo choo Won't you choo-choo me home?
So Chattanooga choo choo Won't you choo-choo me home?

(In The Mood)