Come On And Play Wiz Me 1919

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 3 July 2012
2012

All the boys in France
were wild about Marcelle,
a sweet Parisian belle,
and one by one they fell.
She would captivate them
with her naughty glance,
she'd always thrill them
and she'd fill them with romance.
Like a baby she was full of play,
and all the boys
would love to hear her say:

Come on and play wiz me
my sweet babee;
you bounce me 'tre je lee
upon your knee.
Come on I'll be
your choc'late eclair
Come on, you'll be
my 'sweet pomme de tier'
but you must love me true
no April fool,
if someone flirt wiz you
I'll fight ze duel,
ze Frenchman in France
take ze big liberty
because gay Paree
is ze land of ze free;
but don't think
zat you can get
too free wiz me
come on and play wiz me,
my sweet babee.

Come on and play wiz me
my sweet babee;
you bounce me 'tre je lee
upon your knee.
Come on I'll be
your choc'late eclair
Come on, you'll be
my 'sweet pomme de tier'
but you must love me true
no April fool,
if someone flirt wiz you
I'll fight ze duel,
ze Frenchman in France
take ze big liberty
because gay Paree
is ze land of ze free;
but don't think
zat you can get
too free wiz me
come on and play wiz me,
my sweet babee.

She had eyes just like the skies
they were so blue,
and you can bet she knew,
just how to roll them too.
Ev'ry fellow used to call her "ma cherie"
and they would go a mile
her sunny face to see.
When the fellows
knew that she was near.
they'd knock each other down
each time they'd hear:

Come on and play wiz me
my sweet babee;
you bounce me 'tre je lee
upon your knee.
Come on I'll be
your choc'late eclair
Come on, you'll be
my 'sweet pomme de tier'
but you must love me true
no April fool,
if someone flirt wiz you
I'll fight ze duel,
ze Frenchman in France
take ze big liberty
because gay Paree
is ze land of ze free;
but don't think
zat you can get
too free wiz me
come on and play wiz me,
my sweet babee.

Come on and play wiz me
my sweet babee;
you bounce me 'tre je lee
upon your knee.
Come on I'll be
your choc'late eclair
Come on, you'll be
my 'sweet pomme de tier'
but you must love me true
no April fool,
if someone flirt wiz you
I'll fight ze duel,
ze Frenchman in France
take ze big liberty
because gay Paree
is ze land of ze free;
but don't think
zat you can get
too free wiz me
come on and play wiz me,
my sweet babee.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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Come On And Play Wiz Me 1919
Music by Harry Ruby
Lyrics by Bert Kalmar & Edgar Leslie
© MCMXIX by Waterson, Berlin & Snyder Co.
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sequence & karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Tuesday 3 July 2012 at 17.36
in association with Veda Meyer-Castens
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