Anita O'Day Sings the Winners

Savoy, the home of sweet romance Savoy, it wins you at a glance Savoy, gives happy feet a chance to dance. Your form, just like a clingin' vine Your lips, as warm and sweet as wine Your cheek, so soft and close to mine, divine. How my heart is singin

You're my funny valentine Sweet comic valentine You make me smile with my heart Your looks are laughable Unphotographable Yet you're my favorite work of art Is your figure less than greek Is your mouth a little weak When you open it to speak Are you

Do-do-do, do-do-do-do-do-do, do-do-do-do-do-do, do-do! Do-do-do, do-do-do-do-do-do, do-do-do-do-do-do, do-do! Do-do-do, do-do-do-do-do-do, do-do-do-do-do-do, do-do! Sing sing sing sing, Everybody start to sing, Ooh-hoo, wah-hoo! Now you're singin' wi

Peel me a grape, crush me some ice Skin me a peach, save the fuzz for my pillow Start me a smoke, talk to me nice You got to wine me and dine me Don't try and train me, chow mein me Best way to serve me, hors d'oeuvre me I'm getting hungry, peel me a

When an early autumn walks the land and chills the breeze And touches with her hand the summer trees, Perhaps you'll understand what memories I own. There's a dance pavilion in the rain all shuttered down, A winding country lane all russet brown, A f