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