Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Josephine, Please No Lean On The Bell, artist - Eddie Cantor. Album song Al Jolson And Eddie Cantor - The Dancehall Days - Volume 1, in the genre Джаз
Date of issue: 31.08.2011
Record label: Top Town
Song language: English
Josephine, Please No Lean On The Bell |
Josephine and Joe were so in love, |
Oh, so in love, so much in love. |
In the hall for hours they would stay. |
When Josephine came in, she’d hear her mother say: |
Josefina, please no lean-a on the bell. |
When you moosh, please no poosh on the bell. |
I heard Missus Caruso telling Missus O’Flynn, |
Somebody keeps ringing, but nobody comes in. |
You can squeeze all you please, that’s all right. |
But don’t keep us from sleep ev’ry night. |
When you make love in the hall, stay away from the wall. |
Josefina, please no lean-a on the bell. |
Patter 1: |
When you come-a from work and you want-a the sup', |
I’m-a cook-a the nice macaron'. |
Then you make-a sit down, then you make the get up |
For your feller he call on the phone. |
You go to the park and you sit in the dark, |
And you make what they call-a the pet. |
It’s a lip-a-stick here and a lip-a-stick there, |
You no get it from eatin' spaghett'! |
Patter 2: |
You-a say-a good night about 'leven o’clock, |
That’s-a what a good gal-a should do. |
But you take-a too long when you say the good night. |
You no finish till half-a past two. |
Say why you no bring-a your feller upstairs? |
Ravioli with peppers I cook. |
You can make-a the love with the kiss and the hug, |
And the mom and the pop they no look. |
Patter 3: |
Don’t I bring-a you up and I make-a you fat, |
With the soup and the pasta fazool? |
Now you stay up-a late and it make-a you thin. |
What’s-a matter you make-a me fool? |
Why you no get marriage and raise-a the fam'? |
Then I make-a you promise I keep: |
I’ll buy you the furnish' and pay for your rent. |
Then we all-a can get-a the sleep. |
Josefina, please no lean-a on the bell. |
When you moosh, please no poosh on the bell. |
you could have so much fun, |
with that son of a gun |
Josefina, please no lean-a on the bell. |