Now that Ellen and I are restarting our diets, I played for dinner guests on our 18th anniversary yesterday the "TOO FAT POLKA" (1942, Ross Mac Lean & Arthur Richardson) from a piece of piano sheet music I received in an odd lot....
"Here's a silly ditty, you can sing it right a-way
Now here is what you say...So sing it while you may.
Here's a silly jingle, you can sing it night or noon.
Here's the words, that's all you need 'cause I just sang the tune:
CHORUS:
Oh! I don't want her, you can have her, she's too fat for me...She's too fat for me...She's too fat for me.
I don't want her, you can have her, please do that for me.
She's too fat, she's too fat...She's too fat for me.
I get diz-zy, I get num-bo, when I'm dan-cing...With my Jum - Jum - Jumb-bo.
I don't want her, you can have her, she's too fat for me...she's too fat for me..she's too fat for me. (repeat)
TRIO:
Can she prance up a hill?...No! No! No! No! No!
Can she dance a quadrille?...No! No! No! No! No!
Does she fit in my coupe? By herself she's a group!
Could she pos-si-bly sit upon my knee? No! No! No! Oh!
2nd chorus verse:
She's a twosome...she's a foursome.
If she'd lose some...I would like her more-some....
(International Copyright secured by Shapiro, Bernstein & Co., for US, Mexico, Cuba (!) and Central America (sic!))
Fortunately it was a group effort, dissolving into laughter.
Yet South Beach he we come...again.
Anybody want the music I'll fax it to ya. Sounds more tin pan alley or screwball than a real polka (thankfuly).
Cheers. Ern
