You Ought To See Sally On Sunday

You ought to see Sally on Sunday

Dressed up in her dainty Sunday clothes

With her hat on one side, she's a picture of charm

Just imagine my pride, as she clings to my arm

You might pass her by on Monday

When her long weary work day is through

But you ought to see Sally on Sunday

The one day her dreams come true

Yeah! Yeah!

Woah!

Hold on there fellas, swing it high!

Woah! Yeah!

Ohhhh, way up there Freddy boy, swing it, swing it!