Hark to the music, it's the pineapple rag.
That tune is certainly divine.
Lordy goodness, how entrancing.
Who on earth could keep from dancing?
Right here is where we shine.
Oh my, but isn't that a wonderful tune?
It's by a gentleman friend of mine.
Goodness me, it's all the candy.
Lord, I hope they play that candy tune all the time.
Squeeze up to me, ease up to me, lovey.
Squeeze up to me, freeze up.
To me, darling.
My goodness, man, you never can lose me.
Not when I hear that string.
Morty, don't believe in Kingstown.
We'll not stop until I do.
Stick to it, kid, you always did try to.
Set me a reading Lord, what a feeling Oh, that pineapple rag
Hear me sigh, hear me cry, pull that cord of a rag.
What a dream, it sure does seem, like heaven when we drive.
Bye.
Some people rave about Wagnerian heads.
Some say the springtime is divine.
Talk like that is out of season.
Say, honey, listen how that bad sickle aches.
Oh, my, that is indescribable.
Lordy, I could die a-dancing if they'd play us that entrancing tune all the time.
Don't hesitate, glide me.
Say you're amazing.
I'm going crazy on that pineapple wrap.
Hear me sigh, hear me cry, for that ride up the ranks.
What a dream, it sure does seem like heaven when we dream.
So full of lies, hypnotized You are wonderful lies
You idolize me, so please surprise me by Tune to find a program.
Oh, honey, what a dream.
It sure does seem like heaven when we've had.
You idolize me, so please surprise me by doing the pineapple.
not the refined apple by doing the pineapple, pineapple bag.
All the time.
