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In the cool, cool, cool of the eveningTell 'em I'll be thereIn the cool, cool, cool of the eveningSave your pappy a chairWhen the party's getting a glow onAnd singin' fills the airIn the shank of the nightWhen the doin's are rightWell you can tell em I'll be thereI like a barbecueI like to boil a hamAnd I vote for bola baste stewWhat's that?I like a weenie bake, steak and a layer cakeAnd you'll get a tummy ache tooWe'll rent a tent or a teepeeLet the town crier cry"All's well!"And if it's RSVPThis is what I'll replyIn the cool, cool, cool of the eveningSongtexteTell 'em we'll be thereIf you need a pair of freeloadersTo fracture your affairI may even give them PagliacciNow stand back and give him airIf one can relax and we'll have a few yaksAnd you can tell them we'll be there"Oui," said the bumblebee"Let's have jubilee.""When?" said the prairie hen, "Soon?""Sure," said the dinosaur"Where?" said the grisly bear"Under the light of the moon.""How about your brother, jackass?"Everyone gaily cried"Are you coming to the fracas?"Ain't gonna blow it"And all the respects," he sighedIn the cool, cool, cool of the eveningTell 'em I'll be thereIn the cool, cool, cool of the eveningStick 'em on my hairIf perchance we look a bit peekedRemember se la guerreIf we're still on our feetAnd there's something to eatWell you can tell them we'll be thereIn the cool, cool, cool of the eveningTell 'em I'll be thereIn the cool, cool, cool of the eveningBetter save a chairWhen the party's getting a glow onAnd singin' fills the airIf there's gas in my hackAnd my laundry is backIf there's room for one moreAnd you need meWhy sureIf you need a new face or a tenor or baseIf I can climb out of bed and put a head on my headWell you can tell 'em we'll be there. Aus Songtexte Mania