Glenn Miller - The Fabulous Glenn Miller and His Orchestra (1999) by Glenn Miller (보컬) on maniadb.com

Words by Albert Stillman, music by Paul McGrane.

Moppin' up sodapop rickeys
To our heart's delight
Dancin' to swingeroo quickies
Jukebox saturday night

Goodman and Kyser and Miller
Help to make things bright
Mixin' hot licks with vanilla
Jukebox saturday night

They put nothin' 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
Lettin' the other guy feed that
Jukebox saturday night

After sippin' 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...

("The Ink Spots"):
If I didn't know why the roses grow
Then I wouldn't know why the roses grow...
(Spoken) 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
Lettin' the other guy feed that
Jukebox saturday night!

Fools rush in where angels fear to tread
And so I come to you my love
My heart above my head
Though I see the danger there
If there's a chance for me, then I don't care
Fools rush in where wisemen never go
But wisemen never fall in love
So, how are they to know?
When we met, I felt my life begin
So open your heart & let this fool rush in

It's a blue world without you

It's a blue world alone

My days and nights

That once were filled with heaven

With you away how empty they have grown

It's a blue world from now on

It's a through world for me

The sea, the sky, my heart and I

Are all an indigo hue

Without you it's a blue, blue world..

That old black magic has me in its spell
That old black magic that you weave so well
Those icy fingers up and down my spine
That same old witchcraft when your eyes meet mine

The same old tingle that I feel inside
And then that elevator starts its ride
And down and down I go, 'round and 'round I go
Like a leaf that's caught in the tide

I should stay away, but what can I do?
I hear your name and I'm aflame
Aflame with such a burning desire
That only your kiss can put out the fire

For you're the lover I have waited for
The mate that fate had me created for
And every time your lips meet mine
Darling, down and down I go, 'round and 'round I go
In a spin, loving the spin I'm in
Under that old black magic called love

...Here comes the man with the mandolin
He'll cheer you up till your ship comes in
Loveable old fellow playing an old tune
He comes round every afternoon
Raggedy old minstrel wearing a big grin
You'll love the man with the mandolin

All the kids follow, all the kids holler
To the windows above,
"Mama, throw a nickle, and the man will
Pick a little tune we love..."

Open your heart, let the music in,
There goes the man with the mandolin!