Charley, My Boy - Louis Prima, Keely Smith

Charley is an ordinary fellow

To most everyone but Flo, his Flo

She’s convinced that Charley

Is a very extraordinary beau, some beau

And everything in the dim light

She has a way of putting him right

Charley by boy, oh Charley my boy

You thrill me, you kill me with shiver of joy

You’ve got the kind of, sort of, wonderful ways

That makes me, takes me, tell me what shall I say?

When we dance I read in your glance

Whole pages and ages of love and romance

They tell me that Romeo was some lover too

But boy he should have taken lessons from you

You seem to start where others get through

Oh Charley, my boy

Charley, my boy, oh Charley, my boy

You thrill me, you kill me with shiver of joy

You’ve got the kind of, sort of, wonderful ways

That makes me, takes me, tell me what shall I say?

When we dance I read in your glance

Whole pages and ages of love and romance

They tell me that Romeo was some lover too

But boy he should have taken lessons from you

You seem to start where others get through

Oh Charley, my boy

And when we dance, I read in your glance

Just oodles and noodles of love and romance

I have a millionaire proposing to me

I think I’ll marry him, though he’s eighty-three

Think what wealthy widow I’ll be

Oh Charley, my boy