Make Yourself Comfortable Lyrics

With Jean Wilson

The song starts off and this boy

Is writing a letter to Dorothy Dix

He says, dear Dorothy Dix

I am in worst fix that

I have ever been in

Says, just what does a boy do

When right out of the blue

She invites him in and says

(Ooh, ooh

Make yourself comfortable, baby)

Yeah, now you can

Tell right there, friends

That he don't know nothing

Because, he don't, because

Let me tell you something

It ain't outta no blue

That she invited him in there

No, sir, she had everything

Squared away before she

Ever got him to the door

(I got some records here

To put you in the mood)

Yeah, see, she's got Hearts of Stone

That's a real good potent record

And all of Roy Acuff's songs

(The phone is off the hook

So no one can intrude)

See, the reason she took the

Phone off the hook is so

He couldn't get no outside help

(I feel romantic and the

Record changer's automatic, baby)

Yeah, I think, friends

That by this time, it's pretty clear

With her feeling romantic and

Automatic record changers and everything

That she ain't got that boy in there

To eat no cake and ice cream

All right, you all go ahead

(Sweetheart, we've hurried

Through the dinner

Hurried through the dance

Left before the picture show

Was through)

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Of money on her that night

He did, there ain't telling how much

He dropped at the Bluebird Cafe

Right by itself

And after going through

All of the trouble to take her

To the moving pictures

She yanked him out of there before

Tex Ritter shot the first Indian

And why did she do all this

(To leave some time for this

To hug a hug and kiss a kiss now)

Look out now, look out

See, she said right there

That she wants him to kiss her

And she does, friends, she does

What I mean to tell you

She wants him to flat

Plant one on her

(Take off your shoesies, dear

And loosen up your tie)

Do you notice that she never

Does call him by his right name

She don't know it, she don't

They ain't even shook hands yet

(I've got some kisses here

Let's try one on for size

I'll turn the lights low while)

Yeah, hold, hold

Hold it right there, everybody

Hold it right there

Now right chere's his chance

He can either, while

She's up cutting that light down

He can tip on out or he can

Do the real all American

Semper Paratis type of thing

And I'd do it if I was him

I'd put me a whole nother batch

Of records on that machine

I'd cut that light down one more notch

I'd kick off my two-toned perforated shoes

I'd get me an armful of that sweet thing

And we'd both

(Make ourselves comfortable, baby)