Ray Charles
Ray Charles - Ye Lunchtime Follies lyrics
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[Galahad] Prithee, One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight, Nine, Ten, Gadzooks, and Eleven. Prithee, Alpha, Beta, Gamma, Delta, Bend thy back, and pull in thy belta. And by gums, by gees, by gollys, Work ye out in ye Lunchtime Follies. [All] Instead of lunch-we get ye Lunchtime Follies. [Galahad] This is station B-O-S-S Teaching you to- [All] Yes! Yes! Yes! [Galahad] I give you lunchtime relaxation So you won't need a summer vacation. [All] Prithee, One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight, Nine, Ten, Gadzooks, and Eleven. [Galahad] Today the boogie-woogie has become a bugaboo. We swing from swing to saccharine, From saccharine to goo- To the sentimental singer with a sentimental song. Our monarch is a crooner and our king can do no wrong.