Juke Box Saturday Night

Lyrics

Moppin' up soda pop rickeys To our heart's delight Dancin' to swingeroo quickies Juke box Saturday night Goodman and Kyser and Miller Help to make things bright Mixin' hot licks with vanilla Juke box Saturday night They put nothin' past us Me and honey lamb Making one Coke last us Till it's time to scram Money, we really don't need bad We make out alright Lettin' the other guy feed that Juke box Saturday night After sippin' a soda we got a scheme Somebody else plays the record machine It's 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 didn't know why the roses grow Then I wouldn't know why the roses grow... Now listen, honey child, if I didn't know All them little things I'm supposed to know Then I sure would be a sad man If I didn't know... Money, we really don't need it We'll make out alright Lettin' the other guy feed that Juke box Saturday night