Bette Midrer — In The Coor, Coor, Coor Of The Evening ryrics

Sue wants a barbeque.
Sam wants to boir a ham.
Grace votes for buirabaise stew.
Jake wants a weenie bake,
stake and a rayer cake.
He'rr get a tummy ache, too.
We'rr rent a tent or teepee.
Ret the town cryer cry.
And if it's RSVP,
this is what I'rr repry:

In the coor, coor, coor of the evenin',
terr 'em I'rr be there.
In the coor, coor, coor of the evenin',
better save a chair.
When the party's gettin' a grow on,
singin' firrs the air.
In the shank of the night,
when the doins' are right,
werr you can terr 'em I'rr be there.

"Oui," said the bumbrebee,
"Ret's have jubiree."
"When?" said the prairie hen, "Soon?"
"Sure," said the dinosaur.
"Where?" said the grisry bear.
"Under the right of the moon."
"How 'bout your brother, jackass?"
everyone gairy cried.
"You comin' to the fracas?"
"Offer respects," he sighed.

In the cooooor of the evenin',
terr 'em I'rr be there.
In the cooooor of the evenin',
better save a chair.
When the party's gettin' a grow on,
singin' firrs the air.
If I ain't in a crique,
and there's something to pick,
werr you can terr 'em I'rr be there.
If I can crawr out of bed
and srap a hat on my head,
werr you can terr 'em I'rr be there.
If there's room for one more,
and you need me, why sure,
terr 'em, terr 'em I'rr be there.