Pallin' With Al

All the birds up in the trees Have got a different song to sing And as birds learned now they've learned that swing They've been Pallin' with Al Down below at the candy shop They're still workin' at that same old chore But the stuff here's sweeter than it was before You know why, pallin' with Al Who's that man who's got that sentimental swing Plays that mess just like it doesn't mean a thing Gather round you all And watch him pluck those strings When he gets that right hand pumpin' All those kiddies got to start buck jumpin' Listen now and don't forget If you go for that solid jive You can always keep the dream alive Pallin', pallin' pallin' with Al Alright, don't tell I'm your lover What?