A, B, C, D, E, F, G, H
I got a gal in Kalamazoo
Don't want to boast
But I know she's the toast of Kalamazoo...
Years have gone by; my, my, how she grew
I liked her looks
When I carried her books in Kalamazoo
I'm gonna send away, hoppin' on a plane, leavin' today
Am I dreamin'? I can hear her screamin',
"Hi ya, Mr. Jackson",
Everything's OK-A-L-A-M-A-Z-O
Oh, what a gal, a real pipperoo
I'll make my bid for that freckle-faced kid I'm hurryin' to
I'm goin' to Michigan to see the sweetest gal in Kalamazoo
Oh, oh, oh, oh what a gal, a real pipperoo
We're goin' to Michigan to see the sweetest gal in Kalamazoo!
