Meet Me In St. Louis

When Louis came home to the flat He hung up his coat and his hat He gazed all around, but no wifey he found So he said, "where can Flossie be at?" A note on the table he spied He read it just once, then he cried It ran, "Louis dear, it's too slow for me here So I think I will go for a ride" "Meet me in St. Louis, Louis Meet me at the fair Don't tell me the lights are shining Any place but there We will dance the Hoochee Koochee I will be your tootsie wootsie If you will meet in St. Louis, Louis Meet me at the fair" "Meet me in St. Louis, Louis Meet me at the fair Don't tell me the lights are shining Any place but there We will dance the hoochee koochee I will be your tootsie wootsie If you will meet in St. Louis, Louis Meet me at the fair"