Sue wants a barbeque.
Sam wants to boil a ham.
Grace votes for builabaise stew.
Jake wants a weenie bake,
stake and a layer cake.
He`ll get a tummy ache, too.
We`ll rent a tent or teepee.
Let the town cryer cry.
And if it`s RSVP,
this is what I`ll reply:
In the cool, cool, cool of the evenin`,
tell `em I`ll be there.
In the cool, cool, cool of the evenin`,
better save a chair.
When the party`s gettin` a glow on,
singin` fills the air.
In the shank of the night,
when the doins` are right,
well you can tell `em I`ll be there.
`Oui,` said the bumblebee,
`Let`s have jubilee.`
`When?` said the prairie hen, `Soon?`
`Sure,` said the dinosaur.
`Where?` said the grisly bear.
`Under the light of the moon.`
`How `bout your brother, jackass?`
everyone gaily cried.
`You comin` to the fracas?`
`Offer respects,` he sighed.
In the coooool of the evenin`,
tell `em I`ll be there.
In the coooool of the evenin`,
better save a chair.
When the party`s gettin` a glow on,
singin` fills the air.
If I ain`t in a clique,
and there`s something to pick,
well you can tell `em I`ll be there.
If I can crawl out of bed
and slap a hat on my head,
well you can tell `em I`ll be there.
If there`s room for one more,
and you need me, why sure,
tell `em, tell `em I`ll be there.