Thoroughly Modern Millie
There are those
I suppose think we're mad
Heaven knows the world is gone
To wrack and to ruin
What we think is chic, unique, and quite adorable
They think is odd and "Sodom and Gomorrable"
But the fact is everything today is thoroughly modern
Check your personality,
Everything today makes yesterday slow
Better face reality- it's not insanity, says Vanity Fair
In fact, it's stylish to raise your skirt and bob your hair
In the rumble seat, the world is so cozy- if the boy is kissable!
And that tango dance they wouldn't allow?
Now is quite permissable!
Good-bye, good-goody girl, I'm changing and how?
So beat the drums cuz here comes thoroughly modern Millie now!
Everything today is thoroughly modern
Bands are gettin' jazzier, everything today is starting to go
Cars are gettin' snazzier
Men say it's criminal what women'll do
What they're forgetting is, this is 1922!
Have you seen the way they kiss in the movies?
Isn't it delectable?
Painting lips and pencil lining your brow
Now is quite respectable!
Good-bye, good-goody girl, I'm changing and how!
So beat the drums 'cuz here comes
Thoroughly modern Millie now!
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Jimmy
Jimmy, oh Jimmy, silly boy
Gee, what a real swell guy
Jimmy, oh Jimmy, oh what joy
He makes your troubles fly
His glance has fireworks in it
We kiss, my heart does a
Whiz-bang, flip-flop
Heaven for a minute
Jimmy, oh Jimmy, don't you know
What I can't quite confess?
So coax me, implore me
I promise you won't bore me
Oh, Jimmy, I might say yes
His glance has fireworks in it
We kiss, my heart does a
Whiz-bang, flip-flop
Heaven for a minute
Jimmy, oh Jimmy, don't you know
What I can't quite confess?
So coax me, implore me
I promise you won't bore me
Oh, Jimmy, I might say yes
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The Tapioca
Everybody tap, tap,
Tap, tap, tap, tap, tapioca,
Everybody, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slapioca.
If you're dapper, dap dap
dap-dap-dappier
flappers flap-flap-flappier
Everyone is happier when they do the tap tapioca.
When they do the flap flapioca.
Tap, tap, tap, tapioca,
Slap, slap, slap, slapioca,
Tap, tap, tap, tap the tapioca.
Let's pretend we've got a bowl,
We're gonna have some sport. Ha!
Add trumpled licks and a rag-time beat,
Let's say about a quart. Yeah!
Ya stir and stir it with your knee, adding a bump or two.
Ya heat it, mash it, beat it, smash it, if there's a lump or two.
Don't let the temperature drop too many degrees,
Or you'll wind up with what is called the frozen tapioca freeze!
Everybody, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap tapioca, everybody freeze!
Slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap slapioca everybody freeze!
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Jazz Baby
My daddy was a rag-time trombone player,
My mommy was a rag-time cabaret-er.
They met one day at a tango tea,
There was a syncopated wedding,
And then came me!
Folks think the way I walk is a fad,
But it's a birthday present from my mommy and dad-dy.
I'm a jazz baby, little jazz baby, that's me.
There's something in the tone of a saxophone
That makes me do a little wiggle all my own!
'Cause I'm a jazz baby,
Full of jazz-bo harmony.
That "Walk The Dog" and "Ball The Jack" that caused all the talk
Is just a copy of the way I naturally walk!
'Cause I'm a jazz baby, little jazz baby that's me!
Rocked to sleep while the cradle went to and fro,
To and fro to the tune of the tickle-toe.
Ever since I started into grow,
Love to hear the music playing, see my dear old mammy swayin'!
Razz-ma-tazz, that's all I ever knew,
All day long I never would get through
Jazz-ma-tazz, that's all I want to do,
So play me a little jazz!!
Jazz baby, full of jazz-bo harmony.
The wailin' of the saxes when those fellas go mad
Cannot compare with what I got from mommy and dad.
So hear this jazz baby,
Little jazz
Baby, that's me.
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Trinkt le Chaim (The Jewish Wedding Song)
Trinkt le chaim! Siz achassen ne. Trinkt le chaim mit a glezzle vine.
Lo meer zingen Siz a simche, Lo meer tantzen fraylich sol menzein ay ay ay
Shpeelt klez morim far di machatonim, di zeese kahle,
der shayner chussen Shpeelt shtarker az men sol nisht hern ---- vee
bayde mames geessen zehre trerren, Trinkt le chaim!
Zugta mazzeltof; macht a redel vos drait sich on a suffun Az miz glick-lich
ver darf hoben gelt Zingt le chaim. Tzu der gantzer velt! Tzu der gantzer velt!
Dance, everyone dance, for Ruta and for Tana
Be happy, mention Anna
Dance
Cheerie bim bim, biddy bim bum
Biddy bum, biddy bum
I diddle um
Ay, ay, ay, ay
Cheerie bum bum ahhh (trill)
diddle, diddle, diddle
Cheerie bim bim, biddy bim bum
Biddy bum, biddy bum
I diddle um
Ay, ay, ay, ay
Cheerie bum bum
Ahhh (trill), ump bum bum
[Mazeltov]
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Poor Butterfly
Poor butterfly, 'neath the blossoms waiting.
Poor butterfly, for she loved him so.
The moments pass in to hours, the hours pass into years.
And as she smiles through her tears, she murmurs low.
The moon and I know that he be faithful.
I know he come to me by and by.
But if he don't come back,
Then I never sigh or cry.
I just must die,
Poor butterfly!
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Baby Face
Hallelujah, hallelujah!
Baby face, you've got the cutest little Baby face.
There is no other one could take your place, Baby face.
Hallelujah!
You sure have started something, Baby face,
I'm up in heaven when I'm in your fond embrace.
I didn't need a shove cause I just fell in love
With your pretty Baby!
Hallelujah!
You've got the cutest little!
Hallelujah!
There's not another one could take your place, Baby face!
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah...
You've got the cutest little...
Alleluia, I'm up in heaven when I'm alleluia!
In your fond embrace.
Didn't need a shove, 'cause I fell in love
With your pretty
Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia
Baby face...
Hallelujah!
Boop-boop-ee-doop!
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Do It Again!
Oh, do it again!
I may say "No, no, no, no, no,"
But do it again!
My lips just ache to have you take
The kiss that's waiting for you.
You know if you do you won't regret it.
Come and get it!
Oh, no one is near.
I may cry "Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!"
But no one will hear.
My mommy'd scold me 'cause she told me
It was naughty, but then,
Oh, do it again! Please do it again!
Oh, do it again!
I may say "No, no, no, no, no,"
But do it again.
My mommy'd scold me 'cause she told me
It was naughty, but then,
Oh, do it again!
Please, do it again!
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Rose of Washington Square
They call me Rose of Washington Square.
I'm withering there, in basement air I'm fading.
Pose in plain or fancy clothes?
They say my turned up nose
It seems to please artistic people.
Foes, I've plenty of those.
With second-hand clothes, and nice long hair!
I've got those Broadway vampires last to the mast.
I've got no future, but oh! What a past.
I'm Rose of Washington Square. |
