Juke Box Saturday Night

Sippin' up soda pop rickeys
To our hearts delight
Dancin' to swingeroo quickies
Jukebox Saturday night

Goodman and Kyser and Miller
Help to make things bright
Mixin hot licks with vanilla
Jukebox Saturday night

They put nothin past us
Me and honey lamb
Making one Coke last us
Till its time to scram

Money, we really dont need that
We make out alright
Lettin the other guy feed that
Jukebox Saturday night

After sippin a soda, we got a scheme
Somebody else plays the record machine
Its so easy to say pet names
When you listen to the trumpet of Harry James

We love to hear that tenor croon
Whenever the Ink Spots sing a tune

If I didnt know why the roses grow
Then I wouldnt know why the roses grow

Now listen, honey child
If I didnt know, all them little things Im supposed to know
Then I sure would be a sad man

If I didnt know

Money, we really dont need it
We'll make out alright
Lettin the other guy feed that
Jukebox Saturday night



Credits
Writer(s): Al Stillman, Paul James Mc Grane
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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