Luyện nghe bài hát The Star Sisters (Remix 2007)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

If you ever go Trinidad
They make you feel so glad
Calypso sing and make up
Guarantee you one real good fine
Drinkin' rum and
Go down Cumaná
mother and daughter
Workin' for the dollar

Oh, Tico Tico, tick Oh, Tico Tico,
This Tico Tico, the cuckoo in my clock
And when he says "Cuckoo" He means it's to woo
It's time for all the lovers in the block
I've got a heavy date A tete-a-tete at
So speak, oh Tico, tell me is it getting
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 girl says Ya, ya
Ev'ry little says Da, da
La-la-la-la-da-da-da-da Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da De-da-da-da-da-da-da-da

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

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

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

(String Of Pearls)

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

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

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

(Moonlight Serenade)

Mama dear, over here And see who's looking in my window
the butcher boy and oh He's got a bundle in his hand
Tell me why he his eye Whenever he goes by my window
Daughter, daughter he's in And you're in love and love is grand
Aye, Marie! I gotta chop
Aye, Marie! I gotta chop So,
'ya marry 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 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 pistol down
packin' mama Lay that pistol down
Oh, I see you every night, And I'm near you every day
I'll be your regular mama And put that gun away
Oh, lay pistol down, babe Lay that pistol down
packin' mama Lay that pistol down

Strike up the music, the band has
The Polka
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 from Pennsylvania

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

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

(American Patrol)

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

(In The Mood)