Lyrics: Alfred Bryan/Fred Fisher/Joseph McCarthy
Music: Alfred Bryan/Fred Fisher/Joseph McCarthy
Poor Johnny's heart went pitty-pitty-pat somewhere in sunny France.
He met a girl by chance.
With a naughty naughty glance.
She looks just like a kitty-kitty cat,
She loved to dance and play.
Thought he learnt no French when he left the trench .
He knew well enough to say.
Oui oui Marie.
Will you do this for me?
Oui oui Marie.
And I'll do that for you.
I love your eyes.
They make me feel so swoony.
You'll drive me loony.
You're teasing me.
Why can't we parlez-vous like other sweethearts do?
I want a kiss or two from ma chérie.
Oui oui Marie.
If you do this for me.
Then I'll do that for you.
Oui oui Marie.
They walked along the boule-boulevard.
He whispered:"you for me,some day in gay Paris."
"I will make you marry me."
Just then a bunch of bully bully boys.
Threw kisses on sly.
But Marie got wise they rolled they eyes.
They sang as they passed her by.
Oui oui Marie.
Will you do this for me?
Oui oui Marie.
Then I'll do that for you.
I love your eyes.
They make me feel so swoony.
You drive me loony.
You're teasing me.
Why can't we parlez-vous like other sweethearts do?
I want a kiss or two from ma chérie.
Oui oui Marie.
If you do this for me.
Then I'll do that for you.
Oui oui Marie.
Oui oui Marie.
Will you do this for me.
Oui oui Marie.
Then I'll do that for you.
I love your eyes.
They make me feel so swoony.
You drive me loony.
You're teasing me.
I cannot learn to speak Latin,French or Greek
But I can kiss the cheek of ma chérie.
Oui oui Marie.
If you do this for me.
Then I do that for you.
Oui oui Marie.