is just a little samba, built upon a single noteOther

Here we all work 'long the MississippiHere we all work while

Don't make me beg for your kissesBeg for your tender embraceI

I hadn't anyone till youI was a lonely one till youI

Dear, this evening seemed to go so awfully fastWe had so

gotta right to sing the bluesI gotta right to feel

I don't know why I should cry over youSigh over you,

Don't cry, joeLet her go, let her go, let her goDon't

Day in, day outThe same old voodoo follows me aboutThe same

Night and you and blue HawaiiThe night is heavenly and you

olden days a glimpse of stockingWas looked on as something

I'm gonna sit right down and write myself a letterAnd make

quarter to threeThere's no one in the place, 'cept

Should old acquaintance be forgotAnd never brought to mind?Should old acquaintance

For every man there's a womanFor every life there's a planAnd

There's a story the gypsies know is trueThat when your love

There's no use of a moonlight glowOr the peaks where winter

Oh gosh darn it, there goes that last buttCome on, sweet,

It's the wrong time and the wrong placeThough your face is

Have you met Dolores? She's queen of the forestHave you met