Lyrics, Page 3
I'D GO BAREFOOT ALL WINTER LONG (IF YOU'D FALL FOR ME IN THE SPRING)
Honey, Iíve a notion That I could swim the ocean To prove the great devotion that I have for you. I try not to show it, and you may not know it But Iím so brave my dear, that my little heart has no fear÷ Iíd go and kill a lion, and Iíd give a bee a sting Iíd go barefoot all winter long if youíd fall for me in the spring Why, I ainít a afraid of snakes dear, And little mice? Ah, they donít mean a thing! Why, Iíd go barefoot all winter long, if youíd fall for me in the spring Oh, how I go for you baby! Thereís nothing that I wouldnít do. So help me, this is true, baby÷ha, ha, ha! I laugh at danger. And I hear the * within me, trying to have itís fling, Why, Iíd go barefoot all winter long, if youíd fall for me in the spring. Why, Iíd even climb up on the Woolworth building; Iíd stand right out on the edge, and Iíd sing That Iíd go barefoot all winter long, if youíd fall for me in the spring. Why, Iíd even fly up in airplane! Iíd fly it without any tail, or any wings, And Iíd keep that airplane up in the sky all winter long, I f youíd fall for me in the spring. Oh, Iíd go the limit for you dear! Proving the love that I feel And although Iíd be through, all black and blue dear÷ha, ha, ha! I laugh at torture. And all that Iíd save on shoes, my dear, Weíll go and buy the ring! When I go barefoot all winter long, and you fall for me in the spring!
DANGEROUS NAN MCGREW
Ha-cha, cha-cha, vo-do-de-o and boop-boop-boop-boop-a-doop Tootiní, shootiní, high-falutiní, I make you loop-the-loop! Iím from the Great Northwest Iím different from the rest Stand up, band up, throw your hands up, I shoot pants and vest... Oh, Iíve been a bad girl all my life, I pick my teeth with a carving knife, And I make a widow of a wife... íCause Iím dangerous Nan McGrew! Why, I slapped Jack Dempsey in the face! And I make barbed wire look like lace And I throw myself right out of place... íCause Iím dangerous Nan McGrew! And I eat dynamite, and I go up and fight! I shoot everything in sight! Beware, boom-boom, take care, poom-poom... With one breath, I sink a boat. And if anybody gets my boat, I cut myself a piece of throat... íCause Iím dangerous Nan McGrew! Why, bullets, they bounce right off my chest. And I sleep on a hornetís nest Why, Iím the gal sends show men west... íCause Iím dangerous Nan McGrew! Why, lions tremble when I frown! And when that great big Zeppelin came to town...remember? Iím the one that held it down... íCause Iím dangerous Nan McGrew! I like destroying pelf, I shoot bottles off the shelf, Iím so bad I scare myself! Take care, boom-boom, beware, boom-boom Why, Iíd pull a train right off the track. And for perfume, I use shellac. When mad dogs bite...grr!...I bite íem back...grr íCause Iím dangerous Nan McGrew!
THANK YOUR FATHER
When I think that youíre the one, boy, I adore Gratitude inflates my bosom more and more. When I see your style and grace, and align your smiling face, Then I know how much I must be thankful for... Thank your father, thank your mother. Thank them both for meeting up with one another. Thank the horse that pulled the buggy that night. Thank your ma and pa for feeling just right! Thank the June night, thank the moonlight That caressed them from up above. And thank goodness for their marriage, and for the baby carriage Or Iíd have no one to love! Oh, thank you father... Thank them both for meeting up with one another. Thank the horse that pulled the buggy that night And thank your ma and your pa for feeling just right! Thank the June night, and thank the moonlight That caressed them from above. And thank goodness for their marriage, and for the baby carriage, Or Iíd have no one to love!
I OWE YOU
Although Iíve never said it I know that Iím indebted But giving all my love at once would bust me And though itís quite a task to, Itís only right to ask you, To take my IOU to show you trust me... I owe you all of my affection, I owe you all of my protection, And itís true, oh, I owe you! Let me pay with some love and praises, Let me say lots of pretty phrases, Say, I may say, I love you. Keep me under obligation; You wonít have to sue. Itís my fatal fascination Knowing I owe you. Many firms, they wanna give me credit, Make your terms, And weíll soon be wedded If you take my IOU. Keep me under obligation You wonít have to sue. Itís my fatal fascination Knowing I owe you. Thereís many firms, They wanna give me credit, Make your terms And weíll soon be wedded If you take my IOU.
READIN' RITIN' RHYTHM
I just found out Iím wasting time with most of my education You donít need Latin, you donít Greek, Itís no good for conversation! Throw away your LLDís, your old MDís, your PhDís, Thereís a million doctors carving, And a million lawyers solving, If you want to eat Hereís the pause complete Called the RRR degree Follow me, with... Readiní, ritiní, rhythm, Get acquainted with íem, Donít cut classes, how time passes now! Newest syncopation! Fluid syncopation! See those scholars with wilted collars and howl. You can cut biology, Psychology? Donít take it! Chemistryís a mystery And history? Weíll make it! Youíll do wonders with íem, With your readiní and your ritiní and your rhythm. Youíll go far with an RRR degree! RRR, RRR, Readiní, ritiní, rhythm, Readiní, ritiní, rhythm, RRR, RRR, Readiní ritiní, rhythm, Readiní, ritiní, rhythm. Readiní, ritiní, rhythm, Get acquainted with íem, Let your dome work, do your homework right here! And when youíre home say, Brother, teach it to your mother, Itís a sellout, let us yell out right here! Oh, get your cap and gown, come down, itís time for graduation. See those rows of saxophones play the [interjection]! Oh, youíll to wonders with íem, With your readiní and your ritiní and your rhythm, Youíll go far with an RRR deg-readiní ritiní rhythm, Readiní, ritin,í rhythm. Readin,í ritiní, readiní, ritiní, readiní, ritiní, rhythm!
I'VE GOT "IT" (BUT IT DON'T DO ME NO GOOD)
Every time I get a brand new sweetie Iím up in the clouds, and Iím flyiní high. Then my boyfriend, he gets a brand new sweetie. You know, I donít seem to get a break. I wonder why?÷ Iím a lonesome little babe in the woods, Ooh, ooh, Iíve got it, but it donít do me no good. You know, I canít hold a man the way that I should Ooh, ooh, Iíve got it, ah, but it donít do me no good. Iím know Iím young and Iím so ambitious, But why should I waste my charms? Iíve got a lot of loviní, But whoís got the lips and arms? Oh, Iím a girl whoís been so misunderstood Ooh, ooh, Oh, Iíve got it÷ah, but it donít do me no good. Iím a little lonesome red riding hood. Iíve got it, but it donít do me a bit of good. íCause Mr. Wolf wonít play the way that he should Iíve got it, but it donít do me no good. Iím like a barrel of rare old sherry Iím longing to meet my fate. I want somebody to marry, But who wants to dissipate? Iím afraid that I might ache in the woods÷ [Sobbing] Oh, Iíve got it, but it donít do me no good÷boop-boop-a-doop!
MY MAN IS ON THE MAKE
Love is blind, Love is king! Loveís the one unselfish thing. But I loved him at first sight, Ah, but he didnít treat me right... My man is on the make, Ooh, he wonít be hard to take. Oh, Mama, get ready my wedding veil. íCause heís trembling on the brink One push and down heíll sink. Oh, Papa, your daughter wonít fail. Heís worked himself into a lather, and heís ready to [interjection] All ready to gather, And Iím ready for * Oh, cut up my wedding cake, Hereís where I get my break íCause my man is on the make! My man is on the make! He wonít be hard to take! Oh, Mama, get ready my wedding veil. Heís trembliní on the brink! One push and down heíll sink! Oh, Papa, your daughter wonít fail. Heís worked himself into a lather, and heís ready to [interjection] All ready to gather, and Iím ready to [interjection] Oh, cut up my wedding cake, Hereís where Iím gonna get my break íCause my man is on the make!
IF I KNEW YOU BETTER
I just hate conventions, They make life a plan, Please trust my good intentions. Oh, Iíll do the best I can. Letís get old and show them Oh, itís fun to think youíve been! Letís take the rules and throw them Out to the old four winds. íCause÷ If I knew you better, Iíd hold you tight. And if you knew me better, youíd think it was all right. They say in time, love does away with all fear. Let us pretend that weíve known each other for years Huh? If I knew you better? Letís pretend we quarreled, when I met you, just then? And now we kiss, and we make up again. Oh, if I knew you better, Why, Iíd build you a castle for two. For what could be better than loving you? Letís say that we quarreled when I met you, just then? And now we can kiss, and make up again. Oh, if I knew you better, Why, Iíd build you a castle, for two. For, what could be better than loving you?
THE ABA DABA HONEYMOON
Thank you to the fan who supplied the lyrics to this rare Helen song from the 1950s.
Aba daba daba daba daba daba daba said the Chimpy to the Monk... Aba daba daba daba daba daba daba said the Monkey to the Chimp... All night long they chattered away, all day long they were happy and gay, Swingin' and singin' in a honkey tonkey way. Aba daba daba daba daba daba dab means Monk I love but you... Daba daba da in Monkey talk means Chimp I love you too. Then the big Baboon one night in June--he married them and very soon... they went upon their Aba Daba Honeymoon. Instrumental (with 2 Boop-Boop-a-Doop's) Way down in Conga Land lived a happy Chimpanzee... She loved a Monkey with a long tail and lawdy how she loved him. Each night he would find her there swingin' in a Coconut tree. And the Monkey gay at the break of day loved to hear his Chimpy say... 2nd chorus (same as 1st until after "Chimp I love you too," then): One night they were made man and wife... Then now they cry, "This is the life!" Since they came back from their aba daba honey... Aba daba daba... Aba daba honeymoon!