Thee I love, more than the meadow so green and still
More than the mulberries on the hill
More than the buds of a May apple tree, I love thee
Arms have I, strong as the oak, for this occasion
Lips have I, to kiss thee, too, in friendly persuasion
Thee is mine, though I don't know many words of praise
Thee pleasures me in a hundred ways
Put on your bonnet, your cape, and your glove
And come with me, for thee I love
instrumental interlude
Friendly persuasion
Thee is mine, though I don't know many words of praise
Thee pleasures me in a hundred ways
Put on your bonnet, your cape, and your glove
And come with me, for thee I love
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Chicks, kicks, cats, cool, yeah school!
Yeah, yeah, yeah I go a swingin' school
Where the chicks are kicks and the cats are cool.
Well we dance the greatest and we dress the latest
Wo, wo, wo I go a swingin' school.
Ah, Bobby Ah! Uh huh! Everythings cool, thats cool
We're glad you go to a swingin' school.
My little chick is my heart's desire
Well the way we kiss it puts the school on fire.
Ah chicks, kicks, cats, cool, yeah school!
Yeah yeah yeah wail!
After school we have to rendezvous
Gonna plan all the things that we're gonna do.
Trade bookin' for cookin' and I'll quit my lookin'
When our days at the school are through.
Ah, Bobby Ah! Ah hah! Everythings cool, thats cool
We're glad you go to a swingin' school.
We live and love by the golden rule
We're gonna settle down at a swingin' school.
Well have a house and car, a swimmin' pool
Wo, wo, wo I go a swingin' school.
I said a wo, wo, wo I go a swingin' school.
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