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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Leon Redbone
Leon Redbone
Vocals
Don Mclean
Don Mclean
Banjo
Milt Hinton
Milt Hinton
Bass
Ralph MacDonald
Ralph MacDonald
Castanets
Billy Slapin
Billy Slapin
Clarinet
Joe Wilder
Joe Wilder
Trumpet
Stephen Gadd
Stephen Gadd
Drums
Charles Macey
Charles Macey
Guitar
Patty Bown
Patty Bown
Piano
Philip Bodner
Philip Bodner
Saxophone
Seldon Powell
Seldon Powell
Saxophone
Garnett Brown
Garnett Brown
Trombone
Jonathan Dorn
Jonathan Dorn
Tuba
Joe Venuti
Joe Venuti
Violin
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Al Dubin
Al Dubin
Songwriter
Harry Warren
Harry Warren
Songwriter
Leon Redbone
Leon Redbone
Arranger
William Eaton
William Eaton
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Vince McGarry
Vince McGarry
Mastering Engineer
Joel Dorn for the Masked Announcer
Joel Dorn for the Masked Announcer
Producer
Bob Liftin
Bob Liftin
Recording Engineer
Jim McCarthy
Jim McCarthy
Engineer
Joe Ferla
Joe Ferla
Engineer

Lyrics

Where's that careless chambermaid? Where'd she put my razor blade? She mislaid it, I'm afraid, It's gotta be foun'! Ask her when she cleaned my room What she did with my perfume; I just can't lose it, I've gotta use it, 'Cause Lulu's back in town. Gotta get my old tuxedo pressed, Gotta sew a button on my vest, 'Cause tonight I've gotta look my best, Lulu's back in town. Gotta get a half a buck somewhere, Gotta shine my shoes and slick my hair, Gotta get myself a boutonniere, Lulu's back in town. You can tell all my pets, All my Harlem coquettes; Mister Otis regrets That he won't be aroun'. You can tell the mailman not to call, I ain't comin' home until the fall, And I might not get back home at all, Lulu's back in town. You can bet I've got it bad, Best complaint I've ever had; We'll be stepping out tonight, An' struttin', an' how. We're in for the swellest time, Finish up without a dime; Look here, you fellers, I'll make you jealous, My Lulu, she's a wow. Gotta get my old tuxedo pressed, Gotta sew a button on my vest, 'Cause tonight I've gotta look my best, Lulu's back in town. Gotta get a half a buck somewhere, Gotta shine my shoes and slick my hair, Gotta get myself a boutonniere, Lulu's back in town. You can tell all my pets, All my blondes and brunettes; Mister Otis regrets That he won't be aroun'. You can tell the mailman not to call, I ain't comin' home until the fall, And I might not get back home at all, Lulu's back in town.
Writer(s): Al Dubin, Harry Warren Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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