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View LyricsToot, toot, Tootsie, good-bye! Toot, toot, Tootsie, don't cry. The choo choo train that takes me, away from you no words can tell how sad it makes me. Kiss me, Tootsie, and then, do it over again. Watch for the mail, I'll never fail. If you don't get a letter then you'll know I'm in jail. Toot, toot, Tootsie don't cry. Toot, toot, Tootsie, good-bye, toot, toot, Tootsie, good-bye! Toot, toot, Tootsie, don't cry. The choo choo train that takes me, away from you no words can tell how sad it makes me. Kiss me, Tootsie, and then, do it over again. Watch for the mail, I'll never fail. If you don't get a letter then you'll know I'm in jail. Toot, toot, Tootsie don't cry, toot, toot, Tootsie, good-bye.
View LyricsPeg o' my heart, I'll love you don't let us part. I love you I always knew it would be you, since I heard your lilting laughter. It's your Irish heart I'm after. Peg o' my heart, your glances make my heart say. How's chances come be my own, come make your home in my heart.
View LyricsCome on girls and cuddle near, something I want you to hear about someone that I hold dear. Got to let it out. If my daddy can you guess wild about him I confess. Does he love me, oh my yes. Everybody loves my baby but my baby don't love nobody but me, nobody but me, yes, everybody wants my baby but my baby don't want nobody but me, that's plain to see! I'm his sweet Judy and he is my loving man! No time to do his duty, loves me like no other can! Everybody loves my baby but my baby don't love nobody but me, nobody but me. Everybody wants my baby but my baby don't want nobody but me, that's plain to see! Now when my baby kisses me upon my rosy cheeks - I just let those kisses be, don't wash my face for weeks! Everybody loves my baby...
View LyricsWhere it's zero all the year-o lives an Eskimo. He looks funny with his honey sittin' in the snow. They're a happy couple all dress'd up in furs, warm as an oven, while they are lovin', here's what occurs. He sighs and whispers, oogie oogie wa-wa! Oogie oogie wa-wa, she sighs and answers oogie oogie wa-wa too. Don't that soud absurd, just a crazy word. It don't mean much to you, I know, but it means an awful lot to an Eskimo. And oh! Boy! They love that oogie oogie wa-wa, oogie oogie wa-wa, it makes a person curious to know. But you'll get fooled, just the way I was, 'cause the word don't mean what you think it does. Oogie oogie wawa means I wanna mama, to an Eskimo. It's all snow there, still men go there. Find the pole and then for some reason ev'ry season they go back again. Yet these same explorers, often lose their way. While they are tramping, maybe the vamping leads them astray. He sighs and whispers oogie oogie wa-wa! Oogie oogie wa-wa, she sighs and answers, oogie oogie wa-wa too. Girls like simple things, beads and ten cent rings. They kiss you for a cho'late drop, just imagine if a fellow had a candy shop. And oh! Boy! They'll holler oogie oogie wa-wa, oogie oogie wa-wa. They live the life of Riley don't you know imagine women, wine and song on a night up there that is six months long. Oogie oogie wa-wa, it's nice to be the papa, of an Eskimo.
View LyricsWhen you come to my house, come down behind the jail. I got a sign on my door, "barbecue for sale". I'm talkin' 'bout my barbecue, only thing I crave. And that good doin' meat, gon' carry me to my grave. I'm sellin' it cheap, 'cause I got good stuff. And if you try one time, you can't get enough. I'm talkin' 'bout barbecue, only thing I sell. And if you want my meat, you can come to my house at twelve. Now some like it hot, some like it cold, some take it any way it is sold. I'm talkin' 'bout barbecue, only thing I crave. And that good doin' meat, goin' to take me to my grave. Some people wants it, some people don't. If you buy my barbecue, it just won't don't-don't-don't. Talkin' 'bout barbecue, only thing I sell. And if you want my meat, you've got to come to my house at twelve. Some people wants to know, the regular price. Fifty five cents, you can get some twice. And I'm talkin' 'bout my barbecue, only thing I sell. And you can get my meat, any night at twelve.
View LyricsI'm so unhappy, what'll I do? I long for somebody who, will sympathize with me. I'm growing so tired of living alone, I lie awake all night and cry. Nobody loves me, that's why. All by myself in the morning, all by myself in the night. I sit alone in a cosy Morris chair. So unhappy there, playing solitaire all by myself. I get lonely, watching the clock on the shelf. I'd love to rest my weary head on somebody's shoulder, I hate to grow older, all by myself. My name and number, are in the book. The one that hangs on a hook, in almost ev'ry drug store. Why don't someone bother to look? My central tells me all day long "sorry, the number is wrong".