He was a trumpet man from old Chicago way He had a boogie that no one else could play He was the top man at his
But then his number up and he was gone with the draft He's in the army now, a-blowin' He's the boogie woogie boy of Company B A-toot, a-toot,
(And now three lovely that are sending GI's hearts all over the World)
Ai, ai, ai, ai, ai you ever danced in the tropics? Well that girl's a fool With the Gaucho fool Of the American way, hey! ai, ai, ai, ai.ai Could you have ever kissed in the moon If you never kissed Who knows you've missed In the South American Way
Bei mir du schoen Please let me explain Bei mir bist du schoen means you're Bei mir bist du schoen Again I'll It means the fairest in the land I say "bella, bella" Even say "wunderbar" language only helps me tell you How grand you are I'll try to explain Bei mir du schoen So me and say you'll understand
(Okay guys, grab your gal and hit the floor 'Cos that beat you've been waiting to swing to)
Who's the lovin' with the beautiful eyes what a pair o' lips, I'd to try 'em for size I'll just him, "Baby, won't you swing it with me" Hope he tells me, "Baby, what a wing it be" So, I said "Darlin' may I intrude" He said "Don't keep me waitin' I'm in the mood" In the In the In the It didn't take me long to say "I'm in the now"
If you ever go down They make you so very glad Calypso sing and make up Guarantee you one real fine time rum and Coca-Cola Go Point Cumaná Both and daughter Workin' for the Yankee
Oh, Tico, tick Oh, Tico Tico, tock This Tico, he's the cuckoo in my clock And when he says "Cuckoo" He means it's to woo Tico time for all the lovers in the block I've got a heavy date A at eight So speak, oh Tico, tell me is it late? If I'm on time, But, if I'm late, woo woo The one my heart is gone to may not want to
In they say Si, si In France you Oui, oui Ev'ry little Dutch girl Ya, ya little Russian says Da, da La-la-la-la-da-da-da-da Da-da-da-de-de-da-da De-da-da-da-da-da-da-da
six-five-thousand Pennsylvania six-five-o-o...
Oh, Joseph, Joseph, you make your mind up It's time I just how I stand with you My heart it's not a clock that I could stop and up Each we make up after being through So, Joseph, Joseph time is fleeting And here and there my hair is grey My Mother has a fear, wedding bells never hear Joseph, Joseph, you name the day
ti-pi-tin Ti-pi-ti-pi-ton He kept on a-stealing and he had a feeling she was Ti-pi-ti-pi-tin Ti-pi-ti-pi-ton She was saying "Go sir" so he held her closer, that's how he
(String Of Pearls)
Choo choo to Broadway Cincinnati Don't get icky with the one two Life is just so fine on the solid of the line, rip tight, hold tight, hold tight, hold tight Fododo-de-yacka Want sea food mama Shrimps and rice very nice Hold tight, hold tight, hold tight, hold saki Want some sea mama Shrimps and rice they're very
out the barrel We'll have a of fun out the barrel We've got the on the run Zing boom Ring out a song of good Now's the time to roll the For the all here
Don't sit the apple tree With anyone but me else but me Anyone but me NO! NO! NO! Don't sit under the tree With anyone but me 'Till I marching home Don't start walking lovers lane With anyone but me Anyone but me Anyone but me NO! NO! NO! Don't start walking down lane With anyone but me Till I come home I got word from the guy who works For a guy next door to me The he met just loves to pet And it fits you to a tee So, Don't sit under the tree With anyone else but me I come marching home
(Moonlight Serenade)
Mama dear, come here And see who's looking in my window It's the butcher boy and oh He's got a in his hand me why he winks his eye Whenever he goes by my window Daughter, he's in love And you're in love and love is grand Aye, Marie! I pork chop Aye, Marie! I lamb chop So, 'ya wanta me? The butcher boy, the boy She wants to marry the butcher boy Aye, OH! Ma-Ma Oh, get man for me Oh! How happy I would be And cheery-beery be Oh, if I'm gonna marry It's the butcher boy for me Oh, if I'm gonna marry the butcher boy for me
(Tuxedo Junction)
Oh, lay that down, babe Lay that pistol down Pistol packin' Lay that pistol down Oh, I see you every night, Bing And I'm near you day I'll be your regular mama And put that gun away Oh, lay that pistol down, Lay that pistol down Pistol packin' Lay that pistol down
Strike up the music, the band has The Pennsylvania out your partner and join in the fun The Polka It started in Scranton, now number one bound to entertain ya Everybody has a To do the polka from
Mother, may go out Yes, my darling Mother, may I try Yes, my daughter What if there's a moon, Mother? darling And it's on the water Mother, I keep on dancing? Yes, my darling
Happy days are again The skies are clear again Let's a song of cheer again Happy days are here Your and troubles are gone be no more from now on Happy days are here The skies above are again Let's sing a song of cheer Happy are here again
(American Patrol)
me, boy Is the Chattanooga choo choo? Out on twenty-nine And you can gimme a I can To board the Chattanooga choo I-I-I've got my And just a trifle to You the Pennsylvania Station 'Bout a quarter to four Read a magazine And then you're in in the diner Nothing could be finer Than to have your ham An' in Carolina When you hear the blowin' Eight to the bar Then you know that Is not very far all the coal in Gotta keep it rollin' Woo, woo, Chattanooga There you are She's gonna cry I tell her that I'll never roam So choo choo Won't you choo-choo me home? So choo choo Won't you choo-choo me home?
(In The Mood)