Plays Glenn Miller

Numbers I've got by the dozen
Everyone's uncle and cousin
But I can't live without buzzin'
Pennsylvania Six, Five Thousand
I've got a sweety I know there
Someone who sets me aglow there
Gives me the sweetest "hello there"
Pennsylvania Six, Five Thousand
We don't say "how are you"
And very seldom ask "what's new?"
Instead we start and end each call with
"Baby confidentially I love you"
Maybe it sounds a bit funny
When I'm away from my honey
Here's what I do with my money
Pennsylvania Six, Five Thousand

Numbers I've got by the dozen
Everyone's uncle and cousin
But I can't live without buzzin'
Pennsylvania Six, Five Thousand
I've got a sweety I know there
Someone who sets me aglow there
Gives me the sweetest "hello there"
Pennsylvania Six, Five Thousand
We don't say "how are you"
And very seldom ask "what's new?"
Instead we start and end each call with
"Baby confidentially I love you"
Maybe it sounds a bit funny
When I'm away from my honey
Here's what I do with my money
Pennsylvania Six, Five Thousand

And now the purple dusk of twilight time
Steals across the meadows of my heart
High up in the sky the little stars climb
Always reminding me that we're apart
You wander down the lane and far away
Leaving me a song that will not die
Love is now the stardust of yesterday
The music of the years gone by.

Sometimes I wonder, how I spend
The lonely nights
Dreaming of a song
The melody
Haunts my reverie
And I am once again with you
When our love was new
And each kiss an inspiration
But that was long ago
And now my consolation is in the stardust of a song

Besides the garden wall, when stars are bright
You are in my arms
The nightingale
Tells his fairytale
Of paradise, where roses grew
Though I dream in vain
In my heart it will remain
My stardust melody
The memory of love's refrain.

Pardon me boy, is that the Chattanooga Choo Choo?
Track twenty nine, boy you can gimme a shine
I can afford to board a Chattanooga Choo Choo
I've got my fare and just a trifle to spare

You leave the Pennsylvania station 'bout a quarter to four
Read a magazine and then you're in Baltimore
Dinner in the diner, nothing could be finer
Than to have your ham 'n' eggs in Carolina

When you hear the whistle blowin' eight to the bar
Then you know that Tennessee is not very far
Shovel all the coal in, gotta keep it rollin'
Woo, woo, Chattanooga, there you are

There's gonna be a certain party at the station
Satin and lace, I used to call funny face
She's gonna cry until I tell her that I'll never roam