Cab Calloway

fox69 · 15.06.2015

"Mr. Paganini, Swing For Minnie"

"Mr. Paganini, Swing For Minnie"

Hi-de-hi-de-hi-de-hi (Hi-de-hi-de-hi-de-hi)
Oh-de-oh-de-oh-de-oh (Oh-de-oh-de-oh-de-oh)
My poor Minnie (Your poor Minnie)
Though she's tall and she's skinny (Though she's tall and she's skinny)
She goes for Toscanini (Goes for Toscanini)
With a hi-de-hi (With a hi-de-hi)
Woah, where can I go (Where can you go)
With my hi-de-ho? (With your hi-de-ho?)
Now that my poor Minnie (Now that your poor Minnie)
She goes for Toscanini (Goes for Toscanini)
Will she pick Stokowski? (No, no, no)
Will she pick Iturbi? (No, no, no)
Well I gotta please my Minnie and give her Toscanini
And ask him if he'll swing it for me

Dear maestro, on behalf of my friend Minnie
I'm asking for a favor, sir, of you
Min will never rest, till you grant her my request
This is what I ask you to do

Oh, Mr. Toscanini, please get hot and swing for Minnie
When you broadcast on your radio
Min says you'll find improvement in your ninth Beethoven movement
If you swing it with a hi-de-ho

You can go from Liszt to Bach
And go Bach to Liszt again
You can jam your sessions with some go-to-town trumpet men

Oh, Mr. Toscanini, please get hot and swing for Minnie
When you broadcast on your radio

You can go from Liszt to Bach
And go Bach to Liszt again
You can jam your sessions with some go-to-town trumpet men

Oh, Mr. Toscanini, please get hot and swing for Minnie
When you broadcast on your radio

fox69 · 15.06.2015

"My Coo Coo Bird"

"My Coo Coo Bird"

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 in hoc.

Stop all trains, close all roads,
There's a mystery up in Harlem way.
So just relax and take it slow,
Please dig what I have to say:

Now, who stole the bird from the coo-coo clock?
My coo-coo bird could swing.
At three o' clock he'd come on the hour,
And here's the way he'd sing:

Coo-coo!
Coo-coo!
Coo-coo!
My coo-coo bird could swing.

See? My little bird couldn't eat no food,
He only loved to swing.
At six o' clock, he'd come on the hour,
And here's the way he'd sing:

Coo-coo, coo-coo!
Coo-coo, coo-coo!
Coo-coo, coo-coo!
He only loved to swing.

Now, who stole the bird?
Won't you bring him on back?
That bird could solid swing.
At nine o' clock he'd come on out,
And here's the way he'd sing:

Coo-coo, coo-coo, coo-coo!
Coo-coo, coo-coo, coo-coo!
Coo-coo, coo-coo, coo-coo!
My coo-coo bird could swing.

I want my coo-coo, coo-coo, coo-coo!
Coo-coo, coo-coo, coo-coo!
Coo-coo, coo-coo, coo-coo!
My coo-coo bird could swing!

fox69 · 15.06.2015

"My Gal Mezzanine"

"My Gal Mezzanine"

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;
That's my gal, Mezzanine!

She's the red hot mama from Bahama with the red hot cootchie-coo!
You get sweet infection in the deep hot section,
When that gal looks at you!

She ain't fat, she ain't lean,
A just right baby, she's inbetween,
That's my gal, Mezzanine!

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;
That's my gal, Mezzanine!

She's the red hot mama from Bahama with the red hot cootchie-coo!
Get sweet infection in the deep hot section,
When that gal looks at you!

She ain't fat, she ain't lean,
A just right baby, she's inbetween,
That's my gal, Mezzanine!

[Another version]

Get with me and give me your attention,
I've found affection built to my dimension,
She's lovely, she's sweet,
She's hot, but discreet,
The name I gave my honey is so complete!

Have you seen her, cute and keen,
A baby sweet as a tangerine,
That's my gal, Mezzanine!

Listen, I'd just like to mention
All I like in my creation,
She's a red-hot mama from Bahama with a red-hot kootchie-coo,
You get her sweet affection if you need perfection when my gal looks at you!

She ain't fat, she ain't thin,
She's just right, she's inbetween,
That's my gal, Mezzanine!

fox69 · 15.06.2015

"My Honey's Lovin' Arms"

"My Honey's Lovin' Arms"

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 little pair!
Loveliness and happiness
Seem to bless
My loving little honey
I love her more each day,
When years have passed away,
You'll find the love belongs to you only,
'Cause when the world seems wrong,
I know that I belong,
Right in my honey's lovin' arms.

fox69 · 15.06.2015

"Nagasaki"

"Nagasaki"

Fellows, if you're arn
I will spin a yarn
That was told to me by Able Seaman Jones.
Once he had the blues
So he took a cruise
Far away from night-clubs and from saxophones.
He said, "Yo Ho, I've made a certain port
And when you talk about real he-man sport":

Hot ginger and dynamite
There's nothing but that at night
Back in Nagasaki
Where the fellers chew tobaccy
And the women wicky-wacky
Woo.
The way they can entertain
Would hurry a hurricane
Back in Nagasaki
Where the fellers chew tobaccy
And the women wicky wacky
Woo.

In Fujiama
You get a mama
Then your troubles increase.
In some pagoda
She orders soda
Earth-shake milk-shakes, ten cents a piece.
They kissy and huggy nice
Oh, By Jingo! I'ts worth the price.
Back in Nagasaki
Where the fellers chew tobaccy
And the women wicky-wacky
Woo.

Now when the day is warm
You can keep in form
With a bowl of rice beneath a parasol.
Every gentle man
Has to use a fan
And they only use suspenders in the fall.
That's where the girls don't think of rings and furs.
Gosh, it's the nicest place that ever weres.

They give you a carriage free
The horse is a Japanee
Back in Nagasaki
Where the fellers chew tobaccy
And the women wicky-wacky
Woo.
They sit you upon the floor
No wonder your pants get sore
Back in Nagasaki
Where the fellers chew tobaccy
And the women wicky-wacky
Woo.

With Sweet Kimoner
I pulled a boner
I kept it up at high speed.
I got rhumatics
And then psyatics
Halatosisis, that's guarenteed.
You just have to act your age
Or wind up inside a cage
Back in Nagasaki
Where the fellers chew tobaccy
And the women wicky-wacky
Woo.

With an ice-cream cone and a bottle of tea
You can rest all day by the hickory tree
But when night comes round, oh gosh oh gee,
Mother, mother, mother, pin a rose on me.

Those pretty mamas
In pink pyjamas
They try to give you a kiss
Those torid teases
In B.V.D.ses
Heaven help a sailor on a night like this!
Not too gentle and not too rough
But you've got to tell them when you've had enough
Back in Nagasaki
Where the fellers chew tobaccy
And the women wicky-wacky
Woo.

fox69 · 15.06.2015

"Nobody's Sweetheart"

"Nobody's Sweetheart"

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 of your own hometown,
When you walk down the avenue,
All the folks just can't believe that it's you.
With all those painted lips and painted eyes,
Wearing a bird of paradise,
It all seems wrong somehow,
It seems so funny,
You're nobody's sweetheart now!

fox69 · 15.06.2015

"Oh! Gram'pa"

"Oh! Gram'pa"

Oh! Gram'pa
Gran'ma's got a sockin' mop
To sock you on your playboy top

Oh! Gram'pa
Look out, look out
Look out, look out

Oh! Gram'pa
You got home at half past two
Gran'ma's salty and mad at you

Oh! Gram'pa
Look out, look out
Look out, look out

You said you was going up to the lodge
Well Gran'ma's on to that trick
You better learn the art of duck 'n' dodge
'Cause Gran'ma saw you with a real young chick

Oh! Gram'pa
Get some wings and fly real high
'Cause Gran'ma dug your no good lie

Oh! Gram'pa
Look out, look out
Look out, look out

You was going up to the lodge
Well Gran'ma's on to that trick
Say, you better learn the art of duck'n'dodge
'Cause Gran'ma saw you with a real young chick

Oh! Gram'pa
Get some wings and fly real high
Gran'ma's dug your no good lie

Oh! Gram'pa
You better get help to yourself old man
Look out, Gram'pa, look out

fox69 · 15.06.2015

"One Look At You"

"One Look At You"

One look at you
And all the world
Began to whirl around
One look at you
And soon I knew
My future had been found
One smile, perhaps
And then a kiss, perhaps
And after this, perhaps
A rendezvous
I'd live each hour
My whole life through
For just one little look at you

fox69 · 15.06.2015

"Peckin'"

"Peckin'"

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 peck once, you'll peck twice, you'll peck it some more.

You peck to the front, to the sides, to the back,
Well, look at old Jim, he's pecking on his back!
Peckin' to me is a lot of fun,
Well, you peck one, and I'll peck one, well, we'll all peck one!

It's the dance we all should do,
In the place of the Suzy-Q;
Well, come on folks, lend me your ears awhile,
And I'll guarantee you, your little tootsie-wootsies will sure run wild.

You peck to the east, and then you peck to the west,
Then you peck, peck, peck 'til you've pecked your best.
Well, then okay, well, a-hey, hey,
We'll peck up, we'll peck up, we'll peck up the floor. Yeah!

fox69 · 15.06.2015

"Penguin Swing"

"Penguin Swing"

Now you walk with dignity
First your left, and next your right
Then you begin to swing
Oh, doing, doing the penguin swing
Get that flammy swing
Follow me with yours to the sky
Then you will see
You'll be doin', doing the penguin swing
You get below, you stop your flanking
Then you glide from side to side
You're high and don't try to fly
There where you do belong

Oh, the penguin swing
Oh, you shake your feet
To the swingin' band
That is all you do
Then you're doin' the penguin swing