Muchos gracias, Senorita Peggy.
I give you a piece of cotton tea.
Ah, one for me and one for you.
Si.
And one for me and one for you.
Si, si.
Now one for everybody.
Si, now one for them. Sure.
I write let
ters to folks back home
to tell my mama how things were going.
I travel near and I travel far,
and this is what I write to her.
I write to her to send a
letter.
Hollywood is one big fine place.
Every man got a handsome face
Press too quick, you make one big day
With someone sweet
like this sugar cake
But it never happened to me
Although I'm young and able
It never happened to me at all
It happened to Betty Grable
Ay, what a day
Then you go down to Washington
If in politics you will run
Not one penny it costs for rent
If they make you president
But it never happened to me
Now, Mama, is that human?
It never happened to me at all
It happened to Harry Truman
New York City is one rich town
You pick money up off the ground
Go to Wall Street and get a share
And overnight you're a millionaire
But it never happened to me
No matter where I roam
It never happened to me at all, oh
Mama, I think I'll go home
I didn't even get on one
of those football grounds
I didn't even have a refrigerator
or no ticket or nothing
It never happened to me at all,
Mama, it never happened to me
About four months ago, back in New York,
Johnny Desmond and I had the pleasure of doing
a radio version of For Me and My Gal.
Johnny, take four giant steps forward,
please,
and join me once again in
the title song, will you?