"Jukebox Saturday Night" as written by and Paul James/stillman Mc Grane....
Mopping up soda pop rickeys
To our heart's delight
Dancing to swingeroo quickies
Jukebox Saturday night

Goodman and Kyser and Miller
Help to make things bright
Mixing hot licks with vanilla
Jukebox Saturday night

They put nothing 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
Letting the other guy feed that
Jukebox Saturday night

After sipping 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 make out alright
Letting the other guy feed that
Jukebox Saturday night


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"Jukebox Saturday Night" as written by Paul James/stillman Mc Grane

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