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letra de row row row - aileen stanley

the joneses had been married just a week and seven days
at home they sat alone
when jonesey got a phone
said “gee whiz, a man can’t spend a night home nowadays
that brown, he’s awful sick, oh i must go see him quick
what puzzles me is what i should put on.”
she said: “that’s no puzzle
here’s your answer john:

put on your slippers and fill up your pipe
you’re not going bye-bye tonight
no earthly use making that old excuse
let me tell you kiddo, you’re married to a widow
phone down to brownie
oh i know it’s a shame
just tell him that i said your excuse is too lame
and give my regards to the boys in the game
you’re not going bye-bye tonight.”

the joneses climbed the social ladder seven rungs or more
she got a chafing dish
he bought a soup and fish
he had it on him several times, but not outside the door
one night he said:
“i guess i’ll-uh, leave you dear, and dress
i’m the speaker at the swellest of affairs.”
she said: “i’m the speaker, don’t put on those airs –
just put on your slippers and fill up your pipe
you’re not going bye-bye tonight
now, no earthly use making that old excuse
right here you’re a fixture, get out your old duke’s mixture
and keep up your pipe dreams
but don’t be mislead
when your pipe goes out
just smoke your meccas instead
then put on your nightie and crawl into bed
you’re not going bye-bye tonight
goodnight dear
you’re not going bye-bye tonight.”

- aileen stanley

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