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george gershwin - the babbitt and the bromide lyrics

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(verse)
[jimmy]
a babbitt met a bromide
on the avenue one day
and held a conversation
in their own peculiar way

[frankie]
they both were solid citizens
they both had been around
and as they spoke, you clearly saw
their feet were on the ground

(chorus)
[jimmy]
h-llo!

[frankie]
how are you?

[jimmy]
how’s the folks?

[frankie]
what’s new?

[jimmy]
i’m great!

[frankie]
that’s good

[jimmy]
ha ha!

[frankie]
touch wood!

[jimmy]
well, well!

[frankie]
what say?

[jimmy]
how’ve you been?

[frankie]
nice day

[jimmy]
how’s things?

[frankie]
what’s new?

[jimmy]
that’s fine

[frankie]
how are you?
nice weather we are having
but it gives me such a pain
i’ve brought my umbrella
so of course it doesn’t rain

[jimmy]
well, hi-ho!

[frankie]
that’s life

[jimmy]
what’s new?

[frankie]
how’s the wife?

[jimmy]
got to run

[frankie]
oh, my!

[jimmy]
ta-ta!

[frankie]
olive oil!

[jimmy]
goodbye

(verse 2)
[jimmy]
ten years went quickly by
for both these substi-antial men
and then it happened that one day
they chanced to meet again

[frankie]
that they had both developed
in ten years, there was no doubt
and so, of course, they had
an awful lot to talk about

(chorus 2)
[jimmy]
h-llo!

[frankie]
how are you?

[jimmy]
how’s the folks?

[frankie]
what’s new?

[jimmy]
i’m great!

[frankie]
that’s good

[jimmy]
ha ha!

[frankie]
touch wood!

[jimmy]
well, well!

[frankie]
what say?

[jimmy]
how’ve you been?

[frankie]
nice day

[jimmy]
how’s things?

[frankie]
what’s new?

[jimmy]
that’s fine

[frankie]
how are you?

[jimmy]
i seem to know your face
but i just can’t recall your name

[frankie]
well, how’ve you been, old boy?
you’re looking just about the same

[jimmy]
well, hi-ho!

[frankie]
that’s life

[jimmy]
what’s new?

[frankie]
how’s the wife?

[jimmy]
got to run

[frankie]
oh, my!

[jimmy]
ta-ta!

[frankie]
olive oil!

[jimmy]
goodbye

(verse 3)
[jimmy]
before they met again
some twenty years they had to wait
this time it happened up above
inside of peter’s gate

[frankie]
a harp they both were carrying
and both were wearing wings
and this is what they said
as they were strumming on the strings:

(chorus 3)
[jimmy]
h-llo!

[frankie]
how are you?

[jimmy]
how’s the folks?

[frankie]
what’s new?

[jimmy]
got to run

[frankie]
oh, my!

[jimmy]
ta-ta!

[frankie]
olive oil!

[jimmy]
goodbye

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