Makin’ Whoopee Lyrics & Chords By Barbara Cook

Gee it's cosy in the park tonight When you cuddle up and hold me tight Stars above they seem to know We're puttin' on the late, late show Hear the crazy music in the trees ...read more

Harold: Friend, either you're closing your eyes To a situation you do not wish to acknowledge Or you are not aware of the caliber of disaster indicated By the presence of a...read more

I expect everyone of my crowd to make fun of my proud protestations of faith in romance And they'll say I'm naieve as a babe to believe any fable I hear from a person in pants ...read more

The French were bred to die for love They delight in fighting duels But I prefer a man who lives And gives expensive jewels A kiss on the hand may be quite continental But...read more

Leave expectations at the door Just let your eyes explore my cinematic flair From my boot to derrière I've got a lacy silken feel with arms as hard as steel I am freedom,...read more