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Thread #139762   Message #3209782
Posted By: Jim Dixon
20-Aug-11 - 12:54 AM
Thread Name: Lyr Add: Songs of The Happiness Boys/Jones & Hare
Subject: Lyr Add: OH, GEE! OH, GOSH! OH, GOLLY, I'M IN LOVE
The Lester S. Levy Collection of Sheet Music has this song. This provides a fine opportunity to show how Jones & Hare arranged songs to turn them into dialogs.

First the sheet-music version:

OH, GEE! OH, GOSH! OH, GOLLY, I'M IN LOVE!
Words by Olson and Johnson. Music by Ernest Breuer.
New York: Waterson, Berlin & Snyder Co., ©1923.
"Eddie Cantor's Big Song Hit in Ziegfeld Follies"

VERSE 1. A boy and girl were walking,
Oh, walking, yes, walking,
And as they stood there talking,
He stole a little kiss.
The girlie started giggling,
Oh, giggling, yes, giggling,
And as the boys stood wiggling,
He shyly told her this:

CHORUS 1: Oh, gee! Oh, gosh! Oh, golly, I'm in love!
Oh, gee! Oh, gosh, it's you I'm thinking of!
I love to hold your teeny weenie hand in mine.
I get a piggly-wiggly feeling down my spine.
Oh, me! Oh, my! Oh, how I'd love to kiss!
I swear that home could never be like this.
You've got all my nerves unstrung.
Let's be foolish while we're young.
Oh, gee! Oh, gosh! Oh, golly, I'm in love!

VERSE 2. He went home to his mother,
His mother his mother;
They looked at one another,
And then he bowed his head.
She said, "You look suspicious,
Suspicious, suspicious,
What ails you Aloysius?"
He raised his eyes and said:

CHORUS 2: Oh, gee! Oh, gosh! Oh, golly, I'm in love!
Oh, gee! Oh, gosh, it's you I'm thinking of!
I love to feel her hairnet on my manly chin.
No wonder I use Cuticura for my skin.
Oh, gee! Oh, gosh! Oh, how I'd love to fly,
And float among the clouds up in the sky!
When the preacher says, "You're one,"
Holy Gee, won't we have fun?
Oh, gee! Oh, gosh! Oh, golly, I'm in love!

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And here's the version sung by Billy Jones & Ernest Hare (The Happiness Boys):


OH, GEE! OH, GOSH! OH, GOLLY I'M IN LOVE.

VERSE 1. —Last night I saw you walking.
What, walking? —Yes, walking.
I had to do some talking
To get a little kiss.
Oh, say, I heard her giggling.
What, giggling? —Yes, giggling.
And she can do some giggling!
Say, I heard her tell you this: —What, Bill?

CHORUS 1: —Oh, gee! —Oh, gee! —Oh, gosh! —Oh, gosh! —Oh, golly, I'm in love!
—Oh, gee! —Oh, gee! —It's true! —It's true! —It's love I'm thinking of.
—I saw her rest her hairnet on your manly chin.
That's why I'm using Cuticura for my skin.
—Oh, me! —Oh, me! —Oh, my! —Oh, my!Her kisses must be bliss!
—I swear that home could never be like this.
She'll have all your nerves unstrung.
Well, we'll be foolish while we're young.
Oh, gee! —Oh, gee! —Oh, gosh! —Oh, gosh! —Oh, golly, I'm in love!

CHORUS 2: [2 lines tacit]
—I love to hold her teeny-weenie hand in mine.
You get a piggly-wiggly feeling down your spine.
[2 lines tacit]
She'll have all your nerves unstrung.
Well, we'll be foolish while we're young.
—Oh, gee! —Oh, gee! —Oh, gosh! —Oh, gosh! —Oh, golly, I'm in love!

VERSE 2. —I went home to her mother.
Her mother? —Yes, her mother.
We looked at one another.
—And I'll bet you bowed your head.
She really looked suspicious.
—Suspicious? —Yes, suspicious.
She called me Aloysius.
And you raised your eyes and said:

CHORUS 3: —Oh, gee! —Oh, gee! —Oh, gosh! —Oh, gosh! —Oh, golly, I'm in love!
—Oh, gee! —Oh, gee —It's true! —It's true! —It's love I'm thinking of.
Why all the merry garden on your shirts and ties?
You cannot help but get them when you smell so nice.
—Oh, me! —Oh, me! —Oh, my! —Oh, my!Her kisses must be bliss!
—I swear that home could never be like this.
Why? Does her ma come along?
I don't know. She don't belong.
—Oh, gee! —Oh, gee! —Oh, gosh! —Oh, gosh! —Oh, golly, I'm in love!

CHORUS 4: —Oh, gee! —Oh, gee! —Oh, gosh! —Oh, gosh! —Oh, golly, I'm in love!
—Oh, gee! —Oh, gee! —It's true! —It's true! —It's love I'm thinking of,
I hear that you're a caveman when you're in the dark.
With me they're just as helpless as a German mark.
—Oh, me! —Oh, me! —Oh, my! —Oh, my!Her kisses must be bliss!
—I swear that home could never be like this.
Soon the preacher'll make you one.
—Holy gee, ain't we got fun?
—Oh, gee! —Oh, gee! —Oh, gosh! —Oh, gosh! —Oh, golly, I'm in love!