The Lady In The Tutti Frutti Hat

I wonder why does everybody look at me And then begin to talk about a Christmas tree? I hope that means that everyone is glad to see The lady in the tutti-frutti hat The gentlemen, they want to make me say, "Si, si" But I don't tell them that, I tell them, "Yes, sir-ee!" And maybe that is why they come for dates to me The lady in the tutti-frutti hat Some people say I dress too gay But every day, I feel so gay And when I'm gay, I dress that way Is something wrong with that? No! Americanos tell me that my hat is high Because I will not take it off to kiss a guy But if I ever start to take it off, ay, ay! Ay, ay I do that once for Johnny Smith And he is very happy with The lady in the tutti-frutti hat! Some people say you dress too gay But every day, you feel so gay And when you're gay, you dress that way Is something wrong with that? But still, señoritas, they are sweet and shy They dance and play together when the sun is high But when the tropical moon is in the sky, ay, ay Ay, ay! They have a different kind of time And even I forget this time The lady in the tutti-frutti hat Americanos tell me that my hat is high Because I will not take it off to kiss a guy But if I ever start to take it off, ay, ay! I do that once for Johnny Smith And he is very happy with The lady in the tutti-frutti hat!