Put It There Pal Songtext

von Bob Hope

I don't care where I'm goin' Just as long as I'm with you Put it there, pal. Put it there I'll be just like your horses And I'll stick to you like glue Put it there, pal. Put it there I'm glad you're fooling Pepsodent (oh, that happy snow) Stealing all that cash I hear your show on Thursdays (nice, huh?) What a lot of eggs you smash Well at least I don't depend upon Cologna's big moustache (oh, he gave me the brush) You're faithful and you're fair Put it there (skin me Dad, skin me) You've got that something in your voice So right for selling cheese (hustle a lot of the stuff) Put it there, pal. Put it there (put that back in the bowl) You know, I think your jokes are great (really?) It's just that folks are hard to please (they're just snobs, that all) Put it there, pal. Put it there Your face could make a fortune Just your nose should make a lot (how do you siphon?) I like the way you wear those gaudy-colored shirts you've got, boy! The only time a rainbow ever covered up a pot You're such a perfect square (oh-oh, is that on the paper?) (where?, where?) Shall we dance? Sorry, I have my heavy underwear on Oh, just to once around, to the adrenalin, huh? Well, OK, if I lead My colleague, my crony, my cohort, my friend Companions, confederates, chums to the end Like meat and potatos, or salt and tomatoes Boy, what a blend Don't put it in the paper (don't worry about me) Don't put it on the air (I'll finish it) Don't put it in your pipe Put it there Confidentially, do you like this as well as singing? Leave yo