Crosby, Columbo and Vallee

Ba-ba-ba-ba-bi

Hi, ho, everybody

There's lots of public enemies

But I know only three:

Crosby, Columbo and Vallee

They've made a million married women

Wish that they were free

Crosby, Columbo and Vallee

Those crooning vagabonds

Are stealing all our blondes

Now I know what has become of Sally

And every time you kiss your girl

Who is she thinking of?

Crosby, Columbo and Vallee

Listen all you bachelors

All you married men

We must stick together once again

There's too many crooners

Too many saxophones

Breaking up our happy homes

Who always sings about a couple

'Neath the stars above?

Crosby, Columbo and Vallee

And though I call it nonsense

They insist that it is love

Crosby, Columbo and Vallee

Before the radio

A married man could throw

Any gigolo out in the alley

But now who comes into your home

And you can't say a word?

Crosby, Columbo and Vallee

Eh, each-ah time I go out

All I hear 'em talk about is dis-eh

Crosby, de Columbo and d'Vallee

You know, I buy-eh the banana from the Greek

And all the time I hear him-a speak about dis

Crosby, Columbo and Vallee

I buy-eh the radio

And [?]

And I hear 'em a singing

I like 'em, too [?]

Everything will be okay

If they sing [?] someday

Dis Crosby, Columbo and d'Vallee

Our children think America

Was first discovered by

Crosby, Columbo and Vallee

The women only laugh at me

But who can make them cry?

Crosby, Columbo and Vallee

A girl can close her eyes

And listen to those guys

And do what [?] did to [?]

My baby can't say, "Papi", yet

But he can plainly say

Crosby, Columbo and Vallee