Juke Box Saturday Night

Words by Albert Stillman, music by Paul McGrane.

Moppin' up sodapop rickeys

To our heart's 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 it's time to scram

Money we really don't need bad,

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

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...

("The Ink Spots"):

If I didn't know why the roses grow

Then I wouldn't know why the roses grow...

(Spoken) 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 make out alright

Lettin' the other guy feed that

Jukebox saturday night!