Two Sleepy People - Lyrics

Here we are
Out of cigarettes
Holding hands and yawning
Look how late it gets
Two sleepy people by dawn's early light
And too much in love to say goodnight

Here we are
In the cozy chair
Picking on a wishbone
From the Frigidaire
Two sleepy people with nothing to say
And too much in love to break away

Do you remember
The nights we used to linger in the hall?
Father didn't like you at all
Do you remember
The reason why we married in the fall?
To rent this little nest
And get a bit of rest

Well, here we are
Just about the same
Foggy little fella
Drowsy little dame
Two sleepy people by dawn's early light
And too much in love to say goodnight.

--Fats Waller

My Very Good Friend the Milkman Says

My very good friend the milkman says
That I've been losing to much sleep
He doesn't like the hours I keep
And he suggests that you should marry me

("Ah, turn it loose!")

My very good friend the mailman says
That it would make his burden less
If we both had the same address
And he suggests that you should marry me.

Then there's a very friendly fellow who prints
All the latest real estate news
And every day he sends me blueprints
Of cottages with country views

My very good friends the neighbors say
That they've been watching little things I do
And they believe that I love you
So I suggest that you should marry me.

("Ah yes! It's that real estate news, baby! How you like that newsprint, huh? Like them cottages with country views? Well, latch on then!")

My very good friends the neighbors say
That they've been watching little things I do
And they believe that I love you, too.
So I suggest that you should marry me.

("Let the band play, 'Here comes the Bride', and it's on!)

--My Very Good Friend the Milkman
Fats Waller

Christopher Columbus - Fats Waller - Lyrics

Mister Christopher Columbus
Sailed the sea without a compass
When his men began a-rumpus,
Up spoke Christopher Columbus!

There's land somewhere
'Til we get there
We will not go wrong,
If we sail with a song.

Since the world is round-o
We'll be safe and sound-o
'Til our goal is found-o
We'll just keep rhythm-bound-o

Since the crew was making merry,
Mary got up and went home.
There came a yell for Isabel
And they brought on the rum and Isabel.

No more mutiny, no.
What a time at sea!
With diplomacy,
Christopher made history.

Mister Christopher Columbus
He used rhythm as a compass.
Music ended all the rumpus,
wise old Christopher Columbus.

(Latch on Christy, yeah! Uh huh! Yes, yes, yes!)

(Well, looky there!
Christy's grabbed the Santa Maria and he's going back!
Yeah, ahhh looky-there!
In the year 1492,
Columbus sailed the ocean blue... what'd I say?)