A Oh, she's pretty and witty, soft-natured and sweet Attractive and active, boy, clever and neat; I've got a darn good reason now for being good.
You're just a little town gal, Don't you go to the city, The buildings are tall And the folks got no pity, There'll be no one there you know just
I'm the world's most happy creature, Tell me, what can worry me? I'm crazy 'bout my baby, And my baby's crazy 'bout me! Mr. Cupid was our teacher
If you'd like to be a jitter bug First thing you must do is get a jug Put whiskey, wine and gin within And shake it all up and then begin Grab a cup
It was down in Chinatown, All the cokies laid around, Some were high and some were mighty low; There were millions on the floor When a knock came
What is this thing that makes the birdies sing, The flowers bloom out of season? Sweetheart, I know the answer: Love is the reason! Why did the clouds
Here's some news that'll get you It's made to order for you I just bet it'll fit you Follow up these red hot news Grab a taxi and go down Chinatown's
Miss Otis regrets she's unable to lunch today, Madam, Miss Otis regrets she's unable to lunch today, She's so sorry to be delayed, But last evening
Folks, here's a story about Minnie the Moocher She was a red hot hoochie-koocher She was the roughest, toughest frail But Minnie had a heart as big as
We stole his bird, Coo-coo! A mighty fine bird, Coo-coo, coo-coo, coo-coo! We stole this bird from the coo-coo clock, and Brother Treadway put it
Have you seen the cute and keen Baby sweet as a tangerine? That's my gal, Mezzanine! Got blazin' eyes, like temptation, No more like 'em in creation
My honey's lovin' arms, They hold a world of charms, Little place to nestle when I'm so lonely, I'm comin', little morris chair, Oh, what a happy
My little Margie, I'm always thinkin' of you, Margie I'll tell the world I love you Don't forget your old promises to me I have bought, I gotta a house
You're nobody, nobody's sweetheart now There's no place for you somehow With all of your fancy clothes, silken gowns You'll be out of place in the middle
Hey, Lord. The night is friendly, The stars are winkin', My sleepy-headed baby's eyes are blinkin,' I hold him in my arms and sit here thinking,
Man, what's the matter with that cat there? Must be full of reefer Full of reefer? Yeah man You mean that cat's high? Sailing, Sailing Sailing lightly
Save me, Sister, Sister, save me, Save me from temptation, Of other lips, of other eyes, Of other vows, of other ties, Of other smiles and other sighs
You talk about your truckin' when your peckin' is new, Well, here's a dance that you all should do: You get 'way low down to the floor, And if you