Dick Walters & His Orchestra - Milkman, Keep Those Bottles Quiet Lyrics

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Milkman, Keep Those Bottles Quiet

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What Are The Lyrics For Milkman, Keep Those Bottles Quiet By Dick Walters & His Orchestra?
Milkman keep those bottles quiet
Can't use that jive on my milk diet So milkman keep those bottles quiet Been jumpin' on the swing shift, all night Turnin' out my quota, all right Now I'm beat right down to the sod Gotta catch myself some righteous nod Milkman stop that grade A riot Cut out if you can't lullaby it Oh, milkman, Keep Those Bottles Quiet [Chorus:] Been knocking out a fast tank, all day Working on a bomber, okay Boy you blast my wig with those clinks And I got to catch my forty winks So milkman, keep those bottles quiet Now noise of the riveter rocks, don't mind it Cause the man with the whiskers has a lot behind it But I can't keep punchin' with the victory crew, When you're making me punchy with that bottled moo I want to give my all if I'm gonna give it But I gotta get my shuteye if I'm gonna rivet So bail out, bud, with that milk barrage Cause it's unpatriotic, it's sabotage [Chorus] Been knocking out a fast tank, all day Working on a bomber, okay Boy, you blast my wig with those clinks And I got to catch my forty winks So milkman, keep those bottles quiet Oh, milkman, keep those bottles quiet [Repeat: x1] Quiet! |
Who Wrote Milkman, Keep Those Bottles Quiet By Dick Walters & His Orchestra?
Don Raye, Gene De Paul
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