Woody Herman — Juke Box Saturday Night lyrics

The page contains the lyrics of the song "Juke Box Saturday Night" by Woody Herman.

Lyrics

Sippin' up soda pop rickeys
To our hearts delight
Dancin' to swingeroo quickies
Jukebox Saturday night
Goodman and Kyser and Miller
Help to make things bright
Mixin hot licks with vanilla
Jukebox Saturday night
They put nothin past us Me and honey lamb
Making one Coke last us Till its time to scram
Money, we really dont need that
We make out alright
Lettin the other guy feed that
Jukebox Saturday night
After sippin a soda, we got a scheme
Somebody else plays the record machine
Its so easy to say pet names
When you listen to the trumpet of Harry James
We love to hear that tenor croon
Whenever the Ink Spots sing a tune
If I didnt know why the roses grow
Then I wouldnt know why the roses grow
Now listen, honey child
If I didnt know, all them little things Im supposed to know
Then I sure would be a sad man
If I didnt know
Money, we really dont need it We’ll make out alright
Lettin the other guy feed that
Jukebox Saturday night