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 Flossy be at?"

A note on the table he spied

He read it just once then he cried

It read 'Louis dear it's too slow for me here

So I think I will go for a ride, oh

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 hoochie coochie

You will be my tootsie wootsie

If you will meet me 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 hoochie coochie

I will be your tootsie wootsie

If you will meet me in St. Louis, Louis

Meet me at-

For heaven's sake stop that screeching