And He'd Say Oo-La La! Wee-Wee
And He'd Say Oo-La La! Wee-Wee | |
Harry Ruby, George Jessel, 1917
| Willie Earl met a sweet young girl one day in France, Her naughty little glance, Put Willie in a trance; Willie Earl couldn't understand her talk you see, He only knew two words in French That he learned in the trench, They were "oo-la-la!" and "wee-wee", They would spoon beneath the moon above; It was fun to hear them making love. Chorus: She'd say, compronay voo, papa? And he'd say "oo-la-la! wee-wee", She'd smile and whisper "mercy bacoo!" He'd answer I don't mind if I do! She'd say, if you be my papa, Then I will be your macherle! She'd pinch his cheek and say you keekagay, He'd say not now, dear, but later I may; Then she'd say, compronay voo, papa? And he'd say "oo-la-la! wee-wee!" | 2. Willie Earl said, this little girl is meant for me, No more I'll cross the sea, I'll stay in Gay Paree, Ev'ry day you would hear him say to his babee, Your talk I do not know but I, Will manage to get by, With my "oo-la-la!" and "wee-wee", Ev'ry ev'ning Willie would rehearse; Instead of getting better he got worse. Chorus: She'd say, compronay voo, papa? And he'd say "oo-la-la! wee-wee", She'd say "corpe wee" and then roll her eyes, He'd answer, baby, you'd be surprised. Each ev'ning they would promenade, Upon a boulevards, you see; One day at lunch, she said cafe voola, He said my dear, don't forget where you are; Then she'd say, compronay voo, papa? And he'd say "oo-la-la! wee-wee!" |