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Musical: Gentlemen Prefer Blondes
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DOROTHY Get set! Get hot! Get the lead out of your you-know-what! Let's show our President We're glad he's the White House resident. Step on the gas And dance to a rhythm that's class-A, Hey, hey, This is the way We're keepin' cool with Coolidge. Be up to date And pass up a rhythm that's passe, Hey, hey, Wiggle and sway, We're keepin' cool with Coolidge. Young folks, old folks, shake a leg, Ev'rything is hotsy-totsy. Even if they break a leg, Who cares? Mama loves jazz, Papa loves jazz, Razz-a-ma, razz-a-ma, razz-a-ma-tazz! What a relief You get when the rhythm has gotcha, Hotcha, Hail to the chief, We're keepin' cool with Coolidge, He's our pal, We're keepin' cool with Cal. ALL Young folks, old folks, shake a leg, It's the cat's meow, Oh, wow! And how! Even if they break a leg, Who cares? Papa says "yes!" Mama says "no!" Vo-de-o, vo-de-o, vo-de-o-do! Don't be a snoop! Don't be a droop! Boop-e-doop, boop-e-doop, boop-boop-e-doop! Cal has got the country boomin', Down on Wall Street, stocks are zoomin', Still he's so darn unassumin'! Ha-ha! Hee-hee! What a relief You get when the rhythm has gotcha, Hotcha, Hail to the chief, Hail to the chief, He's our favorite son And we hope that he'll run In nineteen-twenty-eight, 'Cause he's great, great, great! Back to main page: Gentlemen Prefer Blondes Lyrics
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