Louis Armstrong
I’ve Got A Gal In Kalamazoo
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
(Zoo, zoo, zoo, zoo, zoo)

Years have gone by
My, my, how she grew
I liked her looks
When I carried her books in Kalamazoo
(Zoo, zoo, zoo, zoo, zoo)

I'm gonna send a wire
Hoppin' on a flyer, leavin' today
Am I dreamin'?
I can hear her screamin', "Hiya, Mr. Jackson"
Everything's O.K., 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
(Zoo, zoo)
(Zoo, zoo, zoo, Kalamazoo)
K-(k)-a-(a)-l-a-m-a-z-o

Oh, oh, oh, oh, what a gal, a real pipperoo
We're goin' to Michigan
To see the sweetest gal in Kalamazoo
Zoo, zoo, zoo, zoo, zoo, zoo, zoo, zoo, zoo
Kalamazoo