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Category: - Artist:Perry Como- Contributor:Webmaster

Juke Box Baby

[Words and Music by Joe Sherman and Noel Sherman]

When my jukebox baby takes the floor
'round the old jukebox in the candy store
The joint starts jumpin' till the roof comes tumblin' down
(Choo-choo-wah, choo-choo-wah, shooby-doo-wah)
Jukebox baby, you're the swingin'-est doll in town

(Jukebox baby) put a nickel in for Maybelline
(Jukebox baby) drop another one for Seventeen
Jukebox baby) whisper to your daddy-o three little love words
(Kokomo)

How ya gonna get your homework done
When you keep that jukebox on the run
You don't dig Latin like ya dig that crazy sound
(Choo-choo-wah, choo-choo-wah, shooby-doo-wah)
Jukebox baby, you're the swingin'-est doll in town

(Jukebox baby) I hear you knockin'
(Jukebox baby) Keep the coin box hoppin'
(Jukebox baby) Tell me sincerely
That you ain't forgettin' no Tina Marie

(Hip-hip, hop-hop, ho-ho, aww揺ah!!)

Oh, jukebox baby, my jukebox baby, jukebox baby

(Jukebox baby, jukebox baby, jukebox baby)

All your lunchtime money goes down the slot
You could live on air if the music's hot
You just ain't quittin' till ya rock that clock around
(Choo-choo-wah, choo-choo-wah, shooby-doo-wah)
Jukebox baby, you're the swingin'-est doll in town

(See ya later) (Alligator)
Oh hey, ring-a-dinga what a dungaree doll I've found
Run them there now
Jukebox baby, jukebox baby
You're the wingin'-est, dingin'-est, swingin'-est doll in town

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Title:Que Sera, Sera
Artist: Doris Day - Contributor:Webmaster

When I was just a little girl,
I asked my mother, "What will I be?
Will I be pretty?
Will I be rich?"
Here's what she said to me:

"Que sera, sera,
Whatever will be, will be;
The future's not ours to see.
Que sera, sera,
What will be, will be."

When I was just a child in school,
I asked my teacher, "What will I try?
Should I paint pictures"
Should I sing songs?"
This was her wise reply:

"Que sera, sera,
Whatever will be, will be;
The future's not ours to see.
Que sera, sera,
What will be, will be."

When I grew up and fell in love.
I asked my sweetheart, "What lies ahead?
Will we have rainbows
Day after day?"
Here's what my sweetheart said:

"Que sera, sera,
Whatever will be, will be;
The future's not ours to see.
Que sera, sera,
What will be, will be."

Now I have Children of my own.
They ask their mother, "What will I be?"
Will I be handsome?
Will I be rich?"
I tell them tenderly:

"Que sera, sera,
Whatever will be, will be;
The future's not ours to see.
Que sera, sera,
What will be, will be.
Que Sera, Sera!"