Lyrics Ray Charles – Ye Lunchtime Follies

Galahad
Prithee, One, Two, Three, Four, Five,
Six, Seven,
Eight, Nine, Ten, Gadzooks, and

All
Instead of lunch-we get ye Lunchtime Follies.

Galahad
This is station B-O-S-S
Teaching you to-

All
Yes! Yes! Yes!

Galahad
I give you lunchtime relaxation
So you won’t need a summer vacation.

All
Prithee, One, Two, Three, Four, Five,
Six, Seven,
Eight, Nine, Ten, Gadzooks, and Eleven.

Galahad
Today the boogie-woogie has become a bugaboo.
We swing from swing to saccharine,

From saccharine to goo-
To the sentimental singer with a sentimental song.
Our monarch is a crooner and our king can do no wrong.