Text: Glenn Miller. Kalamazoo.

A, B, C, D, E, F, G, H, I got a gal
(In Kalamazoo)
Don't want to boast but I know she's the toast of
(Kalamazoo, zoo, 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 away, hoppin' on a plane
(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)
Oh, oh, oh, 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
Kalamazoo!