Crosby, Columbo and Vallee

Ba-ba-ba-ba-bi
Hi, ho, everybody

There's lots of public enemies
But I know only three:
Crosby, Columbo and Vallee

They've made a million married women
Wish that they were free
Crosby, Columbo and Vallee

Those crooning vagabonds
Are stealing all our blondes
Now I know what has become of Sally

And every time you kiss your girl
Who is she thinking of?
Crosby, Columbo and Vallee

Listen all you bachelors
All you married men
We must stick together once again

There's too many crooners
Too many saxophones
Breaking up our happy homes

Who always sings about a couple
'Neath the stars above?
Crosby, Columbo and Vallee

And though I call it nonsense
They insist that it is love
Crosby, Columbo and Vallee

Before the radio
A married man could throw
Any gigolo out in the alley

But now who comes into your home
And you can't say a word?
Crosby, Columbo and Vallee

Eh, each-ah time I go out
All I hear 'em talk about is dis-eh
Crosby, de Columbo and d'Vallee

You know, I buy-eh the banana from the Greek
And all the time I hear him-a speak about dis
Crosby, Columbo and Vallee

I buy-eh the radio
And [?]
And I hear 'em a singing
I like 'em, too [?]

Everything will be okay
If they sing [?] someday
Dis Crosby, Columbo and d'Vallee

Our children think America
Was first discovered by
Crosby, Columbo and Vallee

The women only laugh at me
But who can make them cry?
Crosby, Columbo and Vallee

A girl can close her eyes
And listen to those guys
And do what [?] did to [?]

My baby can't say, "Papi", yet
But he can plainly say
Crosby, Columbo and Vallee