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1)   abba daba honeymoon      


(Arthur Fields & Walter Donovan)

down in jungle town
a honeymoon is coming soon
you can hear that serenade
to a pretty monkey maid  [abba dabba.. ]

when that chimpanzee
up in the tree
sings that melody he's sayin'
i'll be true
the the monkey  [ doodle-doo ]
way down in j-u-n-g-l-e jungle town. [ in jungle town ]

way down in the congo land
lived a happy chimpanzee
oh, he loved a monkey
with a long tale [ lordy, how he loved her ]

every night he would find her there
sittin' in the coconut tree
and the monkey gay, at the break of day
loved to hear her chimpy say:


Ab-a dab-a dab-a dab-a dab-a dab-a dab
Said the chimpie to the monk
Bab-a dab-a dab-a dab-a dab-a dab-a dab
Said the monkey to the chimp
All night long they'd chatter away
All day long they were happy and gay
Swinging and singing in a
Honky tonky way

Ab-a dab-a dab-a dab-a dab-a dab-a dab
Means monk I love but you
Bab-a dab-a dab 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 ab-a dab-a honey moon

( break )

Ab-a dab-a dab-a dab-a dab-a dab-a dab
Means monk I love but you
Bab-a dab-a dab 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 ab-a dab-a honey moon

       


 2)  crazy rhythm       

                by Irving Caesar, Joseph Meyer, Roger Wolfe Kahn  


Crazy  rhythm, here's the doorway
I'll go my way, you'll go your way
Crazy rhythm, from now on we're through
Bye, bye we're through.

Here's is where we have a showdown
I'm too high hat, you're too lowdown
Crazy rhythm, here's goodbye to you
Bye, bye to you.

They say that when a highbrow meet a lowbrow
Walkin' along Broadway, it's plain as day that
Soon the highbrow, he has no brow
Ain't it a shame, and you're to blame.

What's the use of prohibition
You produce the same condition
Crazy rhythm, i've gone crazy too.
Bye, bye , we're through.
              


 3)   blue moon   



- words by Lorenz Hart, music by Richard Rodgers

Blue Moon, you saw me standing alone
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own

Blue Moon, you knew just what I was there for
You heard me saying a prayer for
Someone I really could care for

And then there suddenly appeared before me
The only one my arms will ever hold
I heard somebody whisper, "Please adore me"
And when I looked, the moon had turned to gold

Blue Moon, now I'm no longer alone
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own
                           


 4)   sweet georgia brown  


No  gal made has got a shade
On sweet Georgia Brown   [ she's a dancer who's got ]
Two left feet, but oh, so neat
That's sweet Geogia Brown [she got it made in the shade ]

They all sigh and wanna die
for sweet Georgia Brown
I'll tell you just why [ she's sweet as a Georgia peach ]
You know I don't lie [not much ] [ unless i have to ] [i hear you talkin' ]

It's been said she knock 'em dead
When she lands in town
Since she came, why it's a shame
How she cools 'em down.

Fellers she get can't get
Are fellers she ain't met
Georgia named her, Georgia claimed her
Sweet Georgia Brown.

Sweet, sweet Georgia Brown
She's a dancer
Sweet, sweet Georgia Brown
She's got it made
They sigh, wanna die
Tell you why, she's sweet as a georgia peach
I don't lie, not much

She just got in yesterday
Things are hot now, so they say
There's a new baby in town

What the fellers rave about
What the boss can't live without
Sweet, sweet Georgia Brown
And that's why they all exclaim
That she drives 'em all insane

All those tips the porter slips
To sweet Georgia Brown
They buy clothes at fashion shows
At one dollar down

Oh, boys, tip your hats
Oh, joy, she's the cat's
Who's that mister, tain't her sister [i can't resist her ] [ look out buddy ]
Sweet Georgia Brown [ here she comes now ]
They call her sweet Georgia Brown  [ move it on over ]  [ she drives me crazy [



 5)   stompin' at the savoy     


 Lyrics by: Andy Razaf     (b. Andreamentena Razafinkeriefo)
 Music by: Benny Goodman (Benjamin David G.),  Chick Webb (William Henry W.), and Edgar Sampson (E.Melvin S.)


 Savoy, the home of sweet romance,
 Savoy, it wins you with a glance,
 Savoy, gives happy feet a chance to dance.

 Your form, just like a clinging vine,
 Your lips so warm and sweet as wine,
 Your cheek so soft and close to mine, divine.

 How my heart is singing,
 While the band is swinging,
 I'm never tired of romping,
 And stomping with you at the Savoy.
 What joy - a perfect holiday,
 Savoy, where we can glide and sway,
 Savoy, let me stomp away with you;



 6)   why do fools fall in love  


 Frankie Lymon and the Teenagers

 ooooo wah, oooooo wah, ooooo wah, oooooo wah,
 ooooo wah, oooooo wah,  Why do fools fall in love

 Why do birds sing so gay
 And lovers await the break of day?
 Why do they fall in love?
 Why does the rain fall from up above?
 Why do fools fall in love?
 Why do they fall in love?

 Love is a losing game,
 Love can be a shame
 I know of a fool, you see,
 And that fool is me!
 Tell me why, tell me why?
 Why do they fall in love.

 Why does my heart skip this crazy beat?
 For I know it will reach defeat!
 Tell me why, oh, tell me why?
 Why do fools fall in love?

 ooooo wah, oooooo wah, ooooo wah, oooooo wah,
 ooooo wah, oooooo wah,  Why do fools fall in love

 

7)   in my room  

(Brian Wilson, Gary Usher)

There's a world where I can go
and tell my secrets to
In my room
In my room

In this world I lock out
all my worries and my fears
In my room
In my room

Do my dreaming and my scheming, lie awake and pray
Do my crying and my sighing, laugh at yesterday

Now it's dark and I'm alone
but I won't be afraid
In my room
In my room


                       



8)   under the boardwalk     



Under The Boardwalk
The Drifters
Written by Artie Resnick and Kenny Young


Oh when the sun beats down and burns the tar up on the roof
And your shoes get so hot you wish your tired feet were fire-proof
Under the boardwalk, down by the sea, yeah
On a blanket with my baby is where i'll be

    (Under the boardwalk) out of the sun
    (Under the boardwalk) we'll be havin' some fun
    (Under the boardwalk) people walking above
    (Under the boardwalk) we'll be making love
    Under the board-walk, board-walk!

From the park you hear the happy sound of a carousel
Mm-mm, you can almost taste the hot dogs and french fries they sell
Under the boardwalk, down by the sea
On a blanket with my baby is where I'll be

    (Under the boardwalk) out of the sun
    (Under the boardwalk) we'll be havin' some fun
    (Under the boardwalk) people walking above
    (Under the boardwalk) we'll be making love
    Under the board-walk, board-walk!

Oooooh, under the boardwalk, down by the sea, yeah
On a blanket with my baby is where I'll be

    (Under the boardwalk) out of the sun
    (Under the boardwalk) we'll be havin' some fun
    (Under the boardwalk) people walking above
    (Under the boardwalk) we'll be falling in love
    Under the board-walk, board-walk!
            


9)   funiculi, funicula    


he English version of the song is subtitled "A Merry Life"

Some think the world is made for fun and frolic,
And so do I! And so do I!
Some think 'tis well to be all melancholic,
To pine and sigh; to pine and sigh;
But I, I love to spend my time in singing,
Some joyous song, some joyous song,
To set the air with music bravely ringing
Is far from wrong! Is far from wrong!
Hearken, hearken, music sound afar!
Hearken, hearken, music sound afar!
Funiculì, funiculà, funiculì, funiculà!
Ah, joy is everywhere, funiculì, funiculà!

Ah me! 'tis strange that some should take to sighing,
And like it well! And like it well!
For me, I have not thought it worth the trying,
So cannot tell! So cannot tell!
With laugh, with dance and song the day soon passes
Full soon is gone, full soon is gone,
For mirth was made for joyous lads and lasses
To call their own! To call their own!
Hearken, hearken, music sound afar!
Hearken, hearken, music sound afar!
Funiculì, funiculà, funiculì, funiculà!
Ah, joy is everywhere, funiculì, funiculà!

                  



10)  april in paris    

Freddy Martin

April in Paris,
Chestnuts in blossom,
Holiday tables,
Under the trees.
April in Paris,
This is a feeling,
No one can ever reprise.    

I never knew the charm of Spring,
Never met it face to face,
I never knew my heart could sing,
Never missed a warm embrace,
"Til April in Paris,
Whom can I turn to?
What have you done to my heart?