A–B–C–D–E–F–G–H, I got a gal in Kalamazoo
Don't wanna boast
But I know she's the toast
Of Kalamazoo–zoo–zoo–zoo–zoo
Years have gone by, my, my how she grew
I liked her looks
When I carried her books
In Kalamazoo–zoo–zoo–zoo–zoo
I'm gonna send a wire
Hoppin' on a flyer
Leavin' today
Am I dreamin'?
I can hear her screamin'
Hiya Mr.Jackson, everything's O–K–A–L–A–M–A–Z–O
Oh, what a gal, a real pipperoo
I'll make my bid
For that freckle–faced kid
I'm hurryin' to
I'm goin' to Michigan to see the sweetest gal in Kalamazoo
Zoo, zoo, zoo, zoo, zoo
Kalamazoo
K (K)
A (A)
L–A–M–A–Z–O–O
Oh, what a gal, a real pipperoo
We're goin' to Michigan to see the sweetest gal in Kalamazoo
Zoo–zoo–zoo–zoo–zoo–zoo–zoo–zoo–zoo–zoo–zoo
Kalamazoo
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